i hate this, goin to work n gettin no play time
but i make this place mine by showin these jerks their fake lives
i've been known to serve these nerds with great lines
while growin biserk cuz of these roller coaster-train rides
but for the moment the words in my verses determine which way im
turnin over like curbs but im formin a straight stride
forward more towards the person open to learn that hate crimes
aren't rewarded thru blaint rhymes cuz for sure you will only earn unsafe vibes to hold on so you're unable to climb to the surface like a faint vine
in ya world ya reserved b/c ya aint fine with ya morals n ya faith's died
cuz what was important ya conserved cuz the fortune ya aimed high
with no courage but a trained eye to interpret your stay why
you're a burden and its cuz you're motive's to lay lies