Kosin store wooden wall clocks

beat provided by dipsettaliban. search him up! its something like a road block, i always felt blocked it with no locks, but yet i feel locked in robots, programmed as the clock spins no mans safe from the obscure doctrine it goes beyond the wall that im in, this whole damn world is like a concrete coffin walls is listenin, feeling like a target as an artist i didnt want all this with the power comes responsibilty show fear, get controlled by the tyranny rebell a conspiracy all i know is if your feeling me they dont want you hearing me damn, imagine life with no stress they'd rather put the fear in me & make life feel hopeless til theres not one cheer in me they can try but they cant stop all of us if we stick 2gether id put my life at risk just to make sure yall know better its no accident if i die illuminati cant exist if i sign i really cant handle this in my mind i really cudnt plan for this, if i tried they wana hide the truth but i cant lie this whole time, im feeling like my hands tied seems fake but feels realer with each sign my opinion, no concealing, i speak mine cant lose & we cant tire, knock on wood, then light it ablaze like a camp fire maybe i got too much time & maybe what i see is decieving my eyes whose knows