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I think critical at times of individual's minds,

thats a subliminal line that gets better with time,

And yes my mind racing,

yet somehow still pacing,

Keeping up with that ignorance that down plays us,

Meaning my mind is a deadly weapon,

my heart pumps out aggression,

and i have become a danger to women that are unsuspecting this "charm" could be deception,

There's no knowing you can't detect it,

Yet you can try to expect it,

but thats just a reflection of defection I've projected,

So now im reading your emotions,

like a book with no cover i got you open,

Searching the pages of your mind trying to feel you like braille,

Yes im scared i might fail ,

or that ill miss one small detail,

Leaving myself frail,

taken by surprise im now under your spell,

Treated like a infidel i now dwell in the cell of my mind,

Locked up by the game of emotions i once thought to had been mine. - Devonte Mack