Look at my eyes, tell me a tale, do you see the road, the maps of my soul, the fleeting signs, where I'm gonna smoke, clear out of my face, and I picture forks to duel and fight, all that green and yellow, literally from your eyes, I tell it, tell you demise, I went to my side, to push from the ceiling, and push back the things I had to decide, remember the nights, and remember my side, I see, people around me, they just knew, what's kinda good to do, to jump off a stage, and say what y'all, think you created, but can't go as quick, and I got it better, than can be inspired, yeah, that's you, why, I said I'm a hero, I took from zero, the flame, you say,