New Year, new me, fuck that I’m stuck in my ways I’ve been stubborn for days, maybe months, who knows Another love interest pops up, ooh yeah, I love her I say But shoot blanks with cupid’s arrow I’m going astray It’s floating away, will it come back? Who knows? I’m too frozen, from head down, emotions are stressed out My girl wanna blow, told her from the head down A bit cocky, I spit sloppy, forget hobbies Bitch I gotta get a job, part time dish washing In between brakes, scribbling rhymes I get a vision and ride it like I was feeling a high The pen is like…well, it’s just a pen, I guess It only matters in the hand of someone skilled, I guess I still digress; a song is like a temple of stress Call me Mardi Gras, gotta get the shit off my chest Do you wanna take a ride everybody? Hop in -- I’ll chauffeur They say that it’s a small world, Seeing all it’s got, sure I gotta say… I am not so sure But it’s a ride, so buckle up We’ll fly till the sun is up But when it lands, you’re on your own, huh The big city doesn’t seem that big When you realize you’re alone in a cold, cold world I’ll be the book worm, taped spectacles Girls think I’m Doc “Awk”, with eight tentacles I think – let it go, I’ll hit the limelight But in my frames I highlight my hindsight See the kid I used to be, with a boom box And tube socks, rocking a pair of Shaq’s bumping Tupac Nothing new rocked, shoes bought from bogo discount The logo’s chipped out, I choose not To dwell on that, care-free, the air’s clean Ten years later, buried in stress, fees Heading to class, come back With a ten page thesis on why procrastination is bad Submit it late with a laugh, The teacher starting a fight with me I tell that I’m just Tony Stark with the Irony Pardon my act, pulling digits off with a blast I’m dialed in, give ya guy a spin and call it a (w)rap. I tried to pull a quick one, with the title of my record Hoping you would get one, reminding you to get it Every time you hear I said it, call my debut a classic, the title that I’m repping Is a big one… flow wetter than dos equis, my budget’s equivalent To a business spending on a coat hanger So trust, there’s no label, I’m the drink at the party People know is probably spiked, but I’m buzzed, so go drink it Fuck it; spitting nonsense, but pay attention Fitting someone so brokes never making sense then Got picked last in gym class, the kids laugh Get mad, pull the tech out and then *blast* Fill up a clip fast, then shuffle to the next tech n9ne song Rabble rabble, syllable skill snap! I’m gibberish peddling something sinister Reverend go get the minister tell em I’m gonna sin again Or better administer couple questions or better test him He said he’s the devil in shepherd skin! Better get him the medicine! *Christ* It won’t work, he’s gone, so don’t hurt PSYCH, I strike back with a tong and old fork Fashion a rope first, climb out the side, gown Is tight, I slide down, the crowd is quiet, the news people Are psyched now, I give em each an interview with different interludes A skit or two on my shit and move up to the front, more still and sure yell *Everyone my album For Sale is for sale*

A love story untold, watch it unravel The limelight’s kinda blinding from afar but I traveled Too far to go back, nah, this isn’t for me Not now, when I’m finally in distance to reach What I been dreaming bout Everything before now, I didn’t care Hope is just a lifeline, I wanna be a millionaire So many voices telling me that I’m killing shit I’m feeling like a puppet and their words the ventriloquist What year is this? I’ve lost track, out in the clouds I remember the days when I was down on the ground In the middle of a battle you can’t win, but looking above I saw a future and asked, “Could it be love?” Hook Do you believe in love at first sight? *Not me homie that’s bullshit* Do you believe you’re stuck in your life? *You got me homie I’m pushed in* All you gotta do is follow your fate And risk sacrificing everything you’ve got to your name *That’s all? You gotta be playing, what’s your name?* You got me, they call me insane Gimme six secs, I’ll shatter the world record For trying to quit seventy times before ending And happily accepting losing out to the world’s best Jordan’s great, but we love Scottie too, he’s sure second So I’m sure betting on myself, like I’ll take the odds Found a chip on my shoulder out in Vegas, dawg I play the cards I was dealt, and use a cheat code To peak over, and see a king holding three jokers Bet, I would never trade mine for his They judge a book by a cover to define what’s real Their loss, I don’t care much, they’re baffled I’m rapping But didn’t read the fine print, going chapter to chapter There’s a damn good reason why I’m packing for travel And you gone see it when I’m back from Alaska, believe that I don’t need rap; I breathe that, and each track Is like a soliloquy, what I’m dealing with, or feel as if I’m incomplete Or drop the L and then compete, battle charged, battle scars Havoc thoughts, all of that and more, get a seat Grab some popcorn, and watch me tell you everything I’ve every thought In the confines of a beat, I better start:

The world lights up, seven o clock You’re either sleeping or preparing for a regular job It’s hard not to be a statistic A human should not be valuing currency In hopes to just achieve a position At least that’s my thoughts But I fought and I clawed To get to where I’m at, in the hope that I can find jobs If not, I’m a write off, my time’s not Worth less than any paycheck could tell me, but I got So many people whisper beside me, Living through me, but could never see the visions that I see The shit that defines me, I keep to myself The key to my health is locked in the limits that bind me (x2) Do you hear that? With a year past I realized The silence is too loud, With quiet comes new sounds Defying the truth now, I’m trying to tune out, but still I hear that (hear that) Flashback to a happy scene 1-5 years back, jetting to my friend with the trampoline His uncle used to push drugs, fuck if I knew I used to see him with the whip, saying sup to the crew Guns busted just two blocks away from the crib Without a second thought, fuck it’s just the way that I lived Strange to a kid, who didn’t see the danger was real B&E down the street while I played with my friends Moved out for sixth grade, new school, I just bailed First day, notice that everybody’s skin’s pale Imagine me; goosebumps lay in my skin Went from being a fake thug to the wanksta that’s weird Reinvent myself, a new image to wear And new friends to repair, for a way to fit in Funny, I never saw it as a change when it happened I mean to be at that age, being strange wasn’t practiced (x2) Do you hear that? With a year past I realized The silence is too loud, With quiet comes new sounds Defying the truth now, I’m trying to tune out, but still I hear that (hear that) Ten years later still in search of a niche All this work just to help me try to learn to exist What’s the purpose of this, when my hands point straight To the sky what I’m asking is it worth it to live That isn’t just some personal shit, or worrying tip We got a lot people living that’s unsure of themselves Wearing a mask full of confidence to hide the depression Suppressing all of their colors until they die in rejection And fear of accepting it got us blinded forever Trying to settle on the normalcy that life has projected But tell me, in that scenario who’s likely to tell em The one’s objectifying others live a life that is sheltered? Fuck it, a revolution is brewing but till that day starts I’ll play off, and keep on working hard for this day job

I want more than this world here has to offer The money, the women the fame, Something just isn’t the same, Fuck if I’m feeling the pain Run or conceal it but hey, Doing that has me crashing often (Doing that has me mad at monsters) But that’s a problem I created myself An alter-ego makes it easier for hatred to dwell But sometimes, sometimes, I find myself Lying helpless and I beg it for help That little voice inside that says I’ll never give up, Needs a boost sometimes, so I tell it to hush And channel something darker Than pitch black, a quick snap, Mentality switch back, sinister chit chat Cause a part of me could never have fixed that But in a split, snap he kicks back, and tells me to relax Ain’t no shame in doubt, Like screaming in a void in the space you cloud But if you think you’re in control Better get a grip, (You can’t control me, I’m everything you wish exists) This is MY dream (Listen it’s just a pipe dream, whose gonna hear your voice in this void when I scream?) You can’t control me, I’m past the void when it said (You can’t suppress me, I’m not just a voice in your head…) (I’m the reason you’re here, the thunderstorm on a sunny day No need to run away, you don’t believe that I’m near You needed me for a backbone, as soon as that time past, Go, and like *Snap* it’s time to go back home You can’t pick and choose with me you did and you lose with me Forget and get too picky I’ll finish this fuse, get me OUT… hear me out, this temper’s bout to fizzle out You’re boxed in, I wanna help you win a round) I got this, I made it this far without you I’m not turning back (I kinda doubt you) It wasn’t a question, I mean I’m done this time (You can’t run or hide, kid, you’re gonna regret this) Fuck it I meant it! There’s not a damn thing You could get me that wasn’t expected I’m in charge, and I won’t be stuck in your debt, bitch (In time you’ll regret saying something so selfish) Ain’t no shame in doubt, Like screaming in a void in the space you cloud But if you think you’re in control Better get a grip, (You can’t control me, I’m everything you wish exists) This is MY dream (Listen it’s just a pipe dream, whose gonna hear your voice in this void when I scream?) You can’t control me, I’m past the void when it said (You can’t suppress me, I’m more than a voice in your head…) (Took you 18 years to understand the power I possess As you battle with this caliber of stress I was there for the carelessness Aware you spent your share of it, then went bare again) That wasn’t my fault, I’m bleeding for more It wasn’t my job to justify the type of shit I needed you for I agree, I might’ve took it for granted And shouldn’t demand it, but honestly I often see a reason to splurge I’m keeping my word, you’re stranglehold lifts right now (You got a trip coming up, should I ditch right out? You need me admit it) you’re kidding, we got it figured out (But imagine when the guilt’ll mount You hold responsibility too, so react Or be mad at me that you need back and relapse) Gimme the keys back, I’d rather be happy than working As a soul trapped, tryna scratch at the surface A reason for no shame in doubt, Like screaming in a void in the space you cloud But if you think you’re in control Better get a grip, (You can’t control me, I’m everything you wish exists) This is MY dream (Listen it’s just a pipe dream, whose gonna hear your voice in this void when I scream?) You can’t control me, I’m past the void when it said (You can’t suppress me, I’m more than a voice in your head…)

There’s something powerful in reaching what you can’t grab Or dreaming what you can’t have The belief you’ll achieve it is enough to pursue it Until you notice you’re in love with an idea, Confusing to live it until you do it and witness The fruits of your labor were better than the food that you’re winning But that’s the beauty of living, the thick and the thin From the tutelage of life you learn who to pick as your friends So when I feel a bit confused about choosing a vision To follow in life I choose to mimic you in the mirror I mean you always had my back, support like a brace I brace myself, and jump from the floor of the base A leap of faith at its core, is ignoring the blatant Sign that you’ll make it, without knowing what was at stake If I’ma fuck up, I’ma fuck up into space It’s nothing to change, and shapeshift, so stuck in your ways Is being stubborn today, where hating something Is either being a bigot or religion isn’t something you praise I’m color blind, when it comes to a race I won’t start no war I can’t win, fuck a gun when I spray I got knowledge and I’ll be god damned If a college degree, defines me, where I’m stopping my plans If not for a chance, I’d probably be a waiter That’s waiting to make it, playing his beats on the pots and the pans For six hours on minimum wage, live to get paid Then pay bills, and skate by with dollars in hand That’s not where I stand, if there ain’t nothing waiting At the pearly gates, at my early grave I’ll be rocking it down At the root of the monster, the problem is time In six seconds you’re famous, I do it all for the vine You can’t teach me nothing, like Put your feet to the fire and burn tonight Yeah you heard me right If you don’t fall, how can you learn to fly? I’ve seen shit that’ll change your perspective The world is just an oyster to an optimist that makes him a skeptic From the oldest to the newest in date You make a lot of memories only to lose them with age Kinda confusing, in perspective like Spending life, building the tallest building you can, then trying to wreck the site I fight for a better life, with money and happiness But would have to sacrifice mental health to imagine it And telling people I only march to my drum But would sell out to reach the charts with sights stuck On the right song, so I write on …until there’s nothing left in my right arm and try hard to believe, but it’s harder than I figured When popularity’s measured by your followers on twitter And right now, I need that highbrow Anthony Davis, connect the dots for the line now Clear my mind out, and focus on our generation We need a voice you can’t type up, a text is waiting Press the button and send away it we’re puppets To fucking computer tablets instead of playing A role in society It’s probably not a revelation To everybody but I’m scared of waiting for someone else to set it straight Hold up I think I got a text though – ring ring My cellphone beeps beeps, “oh there goes he, see He’s just like us, checking his phone every other minute Everything he just said is a fucking gimmick” I admit, I don’t have my shit straight, yet But I’m trying to end ways, and send change, bet If I’m a catalyst to spark change, flip the switch if I don’t practice what I preach, I’m a hypocrite Only one way to learn Set your feet to the fire and burn, baby burn

You couldn’t run fast enough Trapped at a crossroad, we ain’t talking rap from thugs Bones in harmony, crack at once You’ve passed the pastor point; you say you’re a catholic huh? How strong are those convictions when you don’t need something? You pray every night, but tell me what you believe, hunter Planes crashing to death, family battles with health, And all you worry bout is passing a test? Put that to perspective, it’s selfish – your past is a mess You pick and choose when it’s cool to be mad at yourself When it’s convenient you’re the good guy, moral to a fault But sometimes, the good lies dormant in your heart Too often, you store it in a jar And explode on a joke and choke those who normally are fond Overanalyze everything; anxiety elevates your heart rate Trying to meditate… level blame on anybody that ain’t you But when the chance presents itself you’re drawing a blank, dude It’s right in front of you, step up and make it known Or complain what you want isn’t served right up to you Too embarrassed to take a chance when you have it Get crazy mad in a panic complaining out with your habits But do nothing it fix it, just stuck in a rut, fuck, it’s one of his tendencies To be comfortable chilling, rather than working for the stuff that he wishes Would come to existence, that’s fucking pathetic I mean there’s like a love song every tape you sell And they’re all about different girls, you say it well Like you write about it, every single time you pouted Yet it’s like a nicer habit, cause in a way it helps you date yourself Let’s be honest, you don’t want love, you want the idea A reason everyone could stop with the criticism Friends saying you should smile, yeah, nice tip Your crooked smile shows the chip that bit ya lip on Even the trip you went on, what are you risking on it? You didn’t even contribute to what the tickets costing Is this a game to you? What’s the plan, do you Take a trip hoping that you come back a brand new you? Paying 80 grand through you to grad schooling But that route you have choose has limited the paths to you The cash looping in and out of the system You’re damn foolish if your plan is to finish And take a bachelor’s minimum wage track and committing To fast food ing while you practice your writtens Yeah, right....I can see it now All smiles on the outside, but doubt lies deeper down Teeter totter with confidence like’s challenging Falling over the edge of your own sanity Fuck what they tell em, you struggle to grow And maintain a level head as you juggle em both The good times and bad, as it’s damaging everything you loved Give into it, and jump on the balance beam

I feel like life is a balance beam, Finding happiness in madness is an art that I haven’t seen Having dreams where I wake in tears, shaped from fears In real life manifested past my sleep The same night had a dream I don’t wanna break from Or wake up, the picture painted perfect no paint brush So many thoughts to act on, or not To see the evil in people when they believe it’s the fault of God Or pass on and rot, cause trust, I’ll leave a legacy Behind even when the last song has stopped That’s all we got, you see what I mean? You really think all of Martin Luther’s dreams were of peace? When a man who commits adultery on his wife Is a martyr for a whole race, something ain’t right We see the faults, shove em aside, but blind to facts We ain’t perfect, and I’m fine with that… Like who the fuck are you to judge me? You don’t know shit about my past What we do right now is all that really counts You don’t know how long time will last Between good and bad, choose one and stick it out You might not know when the line is blurred Like a tug-o-war, something’s gotta give so choose What do you think that light is for? Every killer has a backstory Some sad shit his dad did to make you feel sad for him So the media’s content with humanizing a killer While they apply another number to the life of a victim You have to see the irony in searching for good in a Fucking felon but minimizing the life of a person That works hard to raise kids, but never sees his name in the paper Till he steals from a bank to pay bills Rewarding the felons while we ignore who is failing Until they reach a certain status where they’re sure to be reckless And that makes profit for everyone but the body that needs it We’re sick with an obvious treatment Attention and recognition to challenge a system That will happily glorify the madness within them And teach us to do right, and follow the laws But would be just as happy if we’re falling along I wanna do right, I know right and wrong The same wrongs that I’ll die upon I’ve done good for so long, ignored by those I really want, I want for them to store this note It’s confessional time, Speaking from the heart to whoever’s gonna listen to this record of mine I got a regular life, a good heart and a brain that has kept Me from stupid shit I’m destined to find But I ain’t happy passing class halls unnoticed And people taking advantage of the fact I’m that small in focus Cause I’ma do whatever the fuck I want, You only live once and I’m never gonna settle to benefit Someone else in temporarily accepting their life is a little better Than the kid that’s as stubborn as is smart So fuck, I’m pissed off, but I’ll stay on the course And break par, for I ever see my name in the stars

A collective slow clap as my soul cracks That’s the price to blow man, I know that Getting advice in this ear, but out the other Like Tyson cause this year, my mouth is running Don’t bite what you can’t use, they tell me chew, I spit They clearly never had a view like this I’m too nice, and use life to boost my shit No skewed lines, it’s true rhymes, produce my hits Like it’s a true or false, question: Would you respond well to people questioning Your ethics, when you do a song, spread it For the bread it’s really possible to lose it all, steady Everybody’s got a doubt till you prove em wrong, bet it All, fuck it, put the car on it, They tell me I ain’t got the drive, so I park on em Independent spreading the tracks Hundred hits says that I’m wack, hundred more getting better in raps I need a hook, someone tell em the catch Once you start down this road you can never look back So get your head from your ass Operating on opposite ends of the same spectrum I’ve gotta commit to make better opportunities For me, when my peers never had the same chance To break out, so stopping to quit Isn’t an option I’m calling another audible, quick I can’t fold when the cards that I get Seem impossible to conquer just ante up The pot isn’t filled; it’s all in for the spot that I wield This obstacle here, isn’t set in stone, baby let it go Maybe never know if you had what it takes A mistake to be here, climbing each hill To the top of the mountain only to find that I’ve already peaked here My consciousness is calling it, time and place Date of birth to his dying date, toe tag this old man But I ain’t gonna walk another path Just to minimize the growing potential that people call me fucking trash I’m hardly flowing damn, only part I know I have Is a blimp on the radar that’s probably going down And I’m fine with that, only to influence people around me To the point where they like my ass On both hands I could count who I’d need if the globe crashed And this whole planet was collected in dust For every record I crush, my cerebellum will bust Cause what was therapy is now another message that sucks I got the words to express that I’m done But on the other hand, putting it to action isn’t ready, so what? I’m in a middle ground, smiling and sad, the good times and the bad Help me figure out why I should act Like I’m confident enough to convince you My shit’s true, shit it probably sucks, but still you Commit to pencil and ink, what the pen do Isn’t a thing compared to real you Sometimes I blur the line, tryna be as honest As possible on a song until I’m worried I Burned alive bridges I crossed back And threw a line, telling everybody I’ve gone back To save them all, facts, and I’m scared to call that The truth, cause when I bare it all, scratch No one cares at all, that’s something very wrong, damn What I cherished all cracked digging dirt just to bury y’alls past So I’m weary y’all laugh, when I play this shit Twenty years living in the things I spit When daylight ends, I shine into space like, this And bring color, like kids throwing up gang signs bitch You couldn’t stop a shooting star from burning down to the earth And I promise I’m surrounding this work With each verse being rounded as personal, kinda clouded with hurt Optimistic that I’m bound to be first

True love, they say it’s when you find your soulmate So I roll straight out of the clouds Fall face first till I’m down on the ground Wipe my hands, look around, I’m astounded Twenty years later in the same spot I still got a couple bruises on this Braveheart Shoutout Mel Gibson, feel myself slipping Tripping, get a grip forreal I fell strictly To bounce back, brush myself off and pounce back But you can only fall if know that you’ll catch that Otherwise, when you bottom out, those other guys Will shout, I’m reserved -- call me the crown, Once I find the time to speak I approach like what’s up girl, finally it’s time that we meet There’s a pretty good chance that we’ll die in our sleep So what’s good, do you see me as the guy of your dreams? We can hold hands, typical romance You’ll learn not to settle with me In both plans fate slow danced So we were destined to meet You’ve seen hell, well it’s heaven with me And when you grow mad we can throw hands It’s romance, we walk on a separate street And pretty soon you’ll regret that you settled for me It’s all G, when we die in our sleep (who’s the guy in your dreams) It’s re-birth, through the pain we yearned For a second opportunity to make it work So when I fall right back I’ll retain the hurt And see you, and approach with amazing quirk “I know we had a couple cracks at it, baby I’m back at it Without you I can’t breathe, call me an asthmatic” I got your attention, quick I mention this: We went from a mister/miss to in an inch of split But I’m flexible enough to see potential in us Let’s take a second and remember the fun There’s rough patches but fuck it, we’re doing enough To scrape by happily and choosing to love Had ruined us both, let’s apply new rules To both our views too, it’s true you Remember how unlikely we seemed And when I promised I’m the guy of your dreams, what a lie to believe we’ll see when we die in our sleep Third time’s the charm right? But now I fall right back and hit the ground too hard, I’m Tired of falling, I think retirement’s calling And then I see your face, it reminds me of something Memories triggered like an epiphany figured That finally we might’ve seen the fucking end our little Relationship, let’s face the shit The little bit of loved made us brace to split So this time I ignore all this basic shit, And walk past you in anger, click My brain commits to instinct Fuck it, I then think, I’d rather be in love than nothing because the shit stinks And who knows, maybe we’ll last And learn from the mistakes of the past I kinda doubt it, but if you’re willing we’ll try it and see Who knows, I could maybe be the guy of your dreams

I’m feeling up right now This the high that killed Chris Farley, I feel starving In my gut right now This the hunt, I found Something to cut right down Light the trees boy I told you that I’m up right now (listen) Olympic sprinting round the track I ’ma scorch Trafficing more, than pimp’s macking a whore Fantastic four, cause I: stretch schemes, forget things But field dreams, all that’s left is passing the torch You’ll catch it I’m sure, so far above the heads of my peers Don’t be alarmed, I’ll snap back with a cap (brat!) Brim of the fitted is tilted till I step in the field And blast back, it’s a fast track to forgetting what’s real So take my hand, I’ma lead you away from this life With mystical figures following over top I know it’s hard to let go, and maybe in time We can fly too; all you need besides you is my view A clean slate, we can wash it away The only obstacle is concurring your nightmares When the night nears we’ll fight fear and follow away There’s blurred lines between the heroes and villains The fearful and driven, who watch from a far, But mistake wrongdoing with not doing what’s best for you In Gotham it’s hard to tell whose Robin or not Gimme that cape! Blast off, need some dinner and plates Avenger of hate, maybe misogynistic with taste I tell my girls I like it hot, but in the winter they skate Look in her face, it’s a two but her figure’s an 8 Spinning webs to miss the fall, it’s a scary fate Dropping so high from love, they tell me risk it all for the Mary Jane I would if I could; see I’m busy right now I shouldn’t have pushed, she swings in a rhythm right down To a fate I chose, but take my hand, I’ma lead you away from this life With mystical figures following over top I know it’s hard to let go, and maybe in time We can fly too; all you need besides you is my view A clean slate, we can wash it away The only obstacle is concurring your nightmares When the night nears we’ll fight fear and follow away There’s only so much I can do with my hands But with my eyes closed, with a blind fold, I find hope, a bright glow emerges and time slows The mind grows, gravity drops and I float There’s only so much I can do with my hands But with my eyes closed, with a blind fold, I find hope, a bright glow emerges and time slows The mind grows, gravity drops and I float Then the light flickers back into vision The gravity’s hitting, I fall right back to the realness With hopeful minds restrained and all your time constraints I hope to find a place that lacks supervision And maybe we can fly someday, but right now it’s Sunday Tomorrow morning I got class to begin with And maybe we can fly someday, but right now it’s Sunday Tomorrow morning I got class to begin with

I am not a savior, no I see myself in the brightest light, but fade slow A faint glow, to shadows creeping out from the dark My brain don’t get the signals coming down from my heart I guess my confidence switched into cockiness Flipped into solemn mixed hollowness, stalker shit I told you I couldn’t read minds, but didn’t say I couldn’t send a text by the time you change your twitter page Single now? Damn, tried showing you what he’s about Deep down, I saw that you were board, grab the rebound Was there for the bad times, the pics you sent The shit would drip like, shit, you were getting baptized Then months passed by, we don’t talk I try, but know not to visit that roadblock And now she’s a stranger, so, I’m not a savior, no Just a place for you to hang you coat, I’m ghost I am not a savior, no I see trouble every place I go, Thank the heavens for a body and a mind that was capable To place myself here, with the strength to grow I see myself in the darkest corners So far from soaring, stuck mopping floors, But the parts are there Stop worrying and start preparing To either fly, or fall in fear So hard to care, when my GPA Is like an ETA and when it drops, I’m scared (I won’t flop I swear) So maybe my inhibitions have placed the hold Whether content with this or dismayed I won’t Have a place to go, can’t complain no mo I got a chance to be my own fucking savior, so I’m not a savior, though Just a name with a brain and hope I am not a savior though, I see the world as a place to grow From encased in slow mo the pace has grown though I may be thrown yo, the world starts spinning I’m fucked I think I had too much – why’m I grinning so much? I just told a girl the shit that’s been filling my gut I mean I let it all out, it was building for months And she drew back and told me stop killing her buzz, fuck it Fill up another, another shot down like I’m KD Stealing the Thunder, concealing the willing to be a villain if nothing Other than changing the scenery, that’s a kid who is bugging I’m tripping, but fuck it; I’m crazy though You said I could’ve been your savior, oh, that’s a tricky rebuttal I am not a savior, no I think it’s time I stop getting intoxicated, though  

I hear everything that’s said about me But all this pain helped me spark the flame I’ma make you all regret you doubt me An artist paints through his darkest days Part of shame is in the thought of reaction From your friends or the response of the masses You feel it in you, chemicals are calling for action But to blow would mean regardless there’s a constant reaction, right? These songs are therapy, lyrics are physical descriptions Of the feeling that I’m falling carelessly If I reach inside my pocket, get my phone And tried to call my friends I only wonder who would say they’re always there for me? No sense in dwelling on it, I’m setting sail tomorrow This life I’m living isn’t quite the shit I felt was promised If I told you I was leaving would you follow me? Or fall asleep and pretend this was all a dream? They said he’s dumb he’s never gonna (make it in this game) He’s young he’s just gonna take a chance and (waste it all away) Keep up, dreams come I gotta take it (I’m setting sail today) Dreams go, please know I gotta chase it (I’m setting sail today) These aren’t words, nah, it’s an art form Part hell drawn towards where my faults dwell Thoughts blend when I start working Part surgeon operating all morning till hip hop’s well This is war fare waging inside of me You couldn’t comprehend how degrading this rhyming seems I tell them I’m a rapper and they laugh at the sight of me But they never fucking followed any chance to define their dreams So take your potshots, hot shot you’re not fooling me This will not stop all my opportunities I’m done sitting in self-doubt and pity I’m hell-bound, embracing what dwells down within me Sail out the city, farewell now I’m busy To help out, forget what I said bout this industry More or less I know I’m destined to sell more Or better yet, I let em think I’m selling myself short They said he’s dumb he’s never gonna (make it in this game) He’s young he’s just gonna take a chance and (waste it all away) Keep up, dreams come I gotta take it (I’m setting sail today) Dreams go, please know I gotta chase it (I’m setting sail today) Every verse is a version of what I live These aren’t words, it’s as personal as it gets So you when you disagree when I’m spitting bars It hits my heart, cause it feels like you were indirectly dissing me Dramatically jealous but never imagined They’d say I’m passive aggressive, I’m just aggressively passive So telling me rapping isn’t a realistic choice Would elicit an earful, this has given me voice Funny; that same voice people always neglect Is gonna serve as a reminder for my constant respect I’ve given all of my time; I’m working harder for less So pardon my grind, I know it’s just a part of the quest