Once again, your envy has taken the crown.
False attitude, a false fact, and constant conversation. You consistently pretend it’s my side you have taken, but really my side is the side you have forsaken.
Your jealousy beat all the good you contain, you slither, you shake, with the sound of my voice you quake. All that pain, all that struggle turned you into a snake.
Have you never considered the results of your actions?
I refuse to get even, get back, be vengeful.
I’ll resist all the anger.
Won’t fight your fury with my fire.
No karma will reach you at the hand of my wrist.
My distance and his karma will catch you as you create your dish.
Your dish filled with blackness, your dish filled with nothingness.
Despite your history, remember you are responsible for your madness.