On this I won't yield
You've shattered my shield
My offense and defense have all been brought to a heel
But I'm right on this hill
I'll die on this hill
With no way to prevail and my train so derailed
You're saying you better wake up, but see my patience is detailed
I got an eye for the prize like the prize is a female
And for as blind as my eyes you know that I can see well
I'm in the desert under pressure won't you open my eyes so I can see wells
I'm the stolen kid giving long distance cries like the sea whales
With a back as hard as my heart, what I carry is my home like a seashell
I'm buying it all back from my lover but only if she sells
Rolling in hot like a wave or three swells
Just me, Wood, woods, these backwoods, shit it's like the tree dwells
I'm where the wild things are
You see me...