Knowledge be the key to unlock your brain and set your mindstate free

My familiarity makes you scared to see the beauty in front of your eyes
You're thinkin' merrily everything isn't a predictable occurrence
If you've experienced everything except a purpose then you've missed everything that was meant to be caught
Life sessions aren't lessons that can be simply taught you gotta feel the matter, build the data
You gotta strengthen self or your shield will shatter
In the field, we choose to scatter like lice instead of coming together and keeping it tight
It's hard to be alone, deep in the night, I try to avoid the dark life and be seeking the light
But so many times I fall in between the lines of what is a devilish sign and what is divine
If you base your life on wasted nights with no faith in sight you might as well free base on pipes
I've fallen down but I got up friend, fell twice, three times
Got up again and again and again, it's nobodies but my own it didn't end
You only don't win when you give in
The days we live in send shit that'll break the strongest
I put on my body armor and remain the calmest, being peaceful at heart helps me see through the dark
Was a literally cool kid whose only form of battlin' is through music
If you hold yourself tight you can't lose it, life or death it's up to you who you cruise with
Exercise knowledge to increase your wealth If you know yourself you'll be shown your wealth 
Sometimes I ask myself a question, Is my lack of inner reflection some type of indication of what state my life is in?
Rendered lifeless, talk about an identity crisis
My third eye remains sightless when the night hits can't help but lie awake contemplate fights with vice grips
Depressions and lessons in starvations, It's hard to be patient sittin' perfectly still and listen to your own heart racin'
Assume the description of my life and it's reality is on the warm side of fatality
It's not fair the way you challenge me or the silent ways my talents be
Hidden inside these translations, emancipations as I try to dab the slate clean
Futile attempts to make my fate clean, hate seems all inclusive
It makes me want to fall reclusive and rip the tallest loose-leaf
With a makeshift facelift for my mental state