Ii: Purification

I want to reset my world
I'll stick my feet in the dirt
Let's get to work

Pastels painting a picture of us
New brain changing, and old will turn to dust

Running from that motherfuckin' demon seeing negative shit up inside my eye socket
Changing my [A]vision [C7]and [Bm]switching it back when I spot it
Looking back, I can't figure out when my [A]eye got [Fm7]it
But my [A]energy's telling me I got [Fm7]a mad blockage
And I guess it's got [Fm7]something to [C7]do with this virus
Living parasitically, stealing all [Em]my [A]positive chi, and [Bm]telling me I ain't shit
You make a motherfucker wanna go ape shit
So imma spit you [A7out
Allow myself to [C7]figure what the f*ck I'm thinking about
'Cause ɾeally, that was [Am7]just a fraction [C7]of the shit that you [A7affected with your action
Now I'm asking you [A7to [C7]dip and [Bm]I'm subtɾacting all [Em]that negative shit
That you've always pummeled on [C7]me
Imma live my [A]life the way that it's supposed to [C7]be
I'll surround myself with people that are close to [C7]me
And when I shit on [C7]your grave it'll be [Am]a toast to [C7]me, bitch