when I first began, I didn't plan to take long
I'm not special, only a man who makes songs
I'm never gonna quit, I'ma stand and stay strong
songs dedicated to my fans from day one
definitely life isn't easy
if you gotta vent I can make a little time if you need me
I can't rest, thinking of lines while I'm sleepy
I want to project to where the sky is beneath me
grew up struggling to withstand the pain
if possible I still would've did that the same
quit rap or stay?
if I keep carrying this kind of weight eventually I'll split half my frame
I'm cursed and lord knows
even when I'm chilling I'm just passing the time 'til I return to war mode
keep your distance and observe my sword stroke
it's written in Sanskrit, my birth was foretold
Verse 2:
I was lied to my entire life
I've never seen any sign of Christ
told me it was normal for someone as blind as I
it requires time
I said fuck it and ultimately decided a mic device might suffice
I keep demons at bay with thoughts that I harness
and vampires aside with crosses and garlic
I stay impressive with the main objective
to stare at a couple phrases and make connections
I think different, is it the brain in my head?
that sequesters me and rather makes me a threat?
when I'm on the edge I replace all the stress
I just think about my daughter and the day that we met
I'm trying to escape from the mess
without knowing whether or not it's even safe to attempt
I sit and meditate to forget
the chain of events that introduced this pain in my chest