Used to be free once, used to be up at my peak once
Nowadays I'm just a meek dunce fighting for air like a weak punch
Heart is covered in mean cuts, close my eyes in a mean scrunch
For a thousandth time try not to think when 2013 was
Before all the wing stuff, before all the working-for-green stuff
Back when news on the scene was that Tomb and the Cats gonna team up
Back when songs on the screen rushed and we had as much as a glee club
When 'head of the rest wasn't e-nough, gettin' the best didn't seem tough
Then I went off to college and rehearsed terse learning
And horse became a hearse and then dispersed verse wording
Rap Lex Luthor got perverse first yearning
To disturb cursed burning and reverse Earth's turning to soup--
Too late, that peaceful in time's
Come horizon-aligned, kids, don't get frightened or cry -
Time to sign it goodbye. sappy as the nighttime blackens
Don't be sad it's over, son, be happy that it happened.

Calling off all of this falling-off talk in the fandom
Not logging off if I can create a bawling schlock anthem instead
Head in the green and hands in the red clawing at the wall
Until I've scrawled some bants on the web
When I say a thousand cats were up and selling their tracks
About ponies, recorded on mics in dwellings and traps,
I'm not embellishing facts, I'm just yelling at stacks
Of all the raps that got deleted when the swelling collapsed
Year Eight - and now I'm old enough to fear fate
Can't even stay on track when I'm actually trying to steer straight
Collecting star rhymes and try my best to guard lines
Keep 'em in my archives for close-to-heart hard times
Barflies more social, withholding a killer rage
I feel my heart harden like the foe that the Pillars caged
We went too far cus we were hoping it will arrange
More than filler pages after Golden or Silver Age antics
But days keep getting further and further
From the time when we could always get the herd in a fervor
Panic, deal with devils like we're murdering Goethe
Servers burn, and I wish I hadn't been a murmuring lurker
Too late, my demons don't got lower Mephisto quotes
It's late out, and we're played out like Sethisto jokes
I know you say the sun'll come around
But I saw the way you cried when you saw it going down.

On that note I've been tryna revise what I said
But I find problems arise while time's flyin' ahead
Been lying to myself while I've been lying in bed
If I can't recapture the magic then I'll try to forget
But no matter how I close em both my eyes are getting avian
Never rewatch episodes I like because I'm saving them
No real leeway - just playing games like Steam Train
By the time you hear this I'll be already gone like Freewave
In a freeway - be safe and I love you, just ask me
Aspie terrified that all the good in life is past me
So get static - you can't spell ecstatic without it
Emphatic renown for dead classics and downed kids
But time still throws us down the echelons of psyche
Until the sheer abyss'll make a renaissance unlikely
Bred a lot of bright dreams to decry and fry my spittle fears
When I'm 40 I'll hear MictheMic and cry some bitter tears
Dither drear, depressed - couldn't tell you what the answer is;
Everything I've ever fucking loved is Ozymandias
And I'm no Rorschach, just a Z-list acolyte
Trying out his best to merely keep this track alive
I'll die a fan of the fandom, stampin' a tantrum
Join me or the lot of you can can it and prance on
But I won't - time flow'll bring me to a hoary age
Telling horsey stories bout the lore and praise of glory days