CYCLIC INTROSPECTION

ADHD an autism those labels, man, it's like program codes burned into him. A Hope, built back in 2005... but whether "built" means born or straight-up manufactured? Ain't nobody know for real.
Day an''night, he' out there skatin', losin' himself, only feelin'reality in the grind of wheels on asphalt.
After his second run through Juvenile, the glitches in his head 'bout this whole system we call society just stacked up, spillin' outta him as rap. His voice ain't no message -- it's more like some machine whisperin'in its sleep, echo bouncin' through the city.
Now he's workin'on an EP. No title yet, but that piece gonna hit somebody in the future like it's somethin'medical, somethin' vital. The beat's by QRAUS - but is that rhythm holdin'him up, or is it watchin'him, keepin' tabs? Can't nobody tell.