Mind games

I know most of the things I say go over your head
Trying to figure me out is like playing with Pandora’s box
You never know what you got till it’s too late
Trapped in my train of thought
Don’t get tied to the tracks
My demons are under control
I just point at you
Tell them fetch
And you are dead meat
No meet and greet
I don’t high five with my enemies
Don’t mess with me the consequences
Are way beyond your comparison

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