tha truth is, not many know I can do this, u see music chooses youth with talent
some feel useless, they lose bliss, looking for a new lift, trying to keep balance
our brain waves holding back tha same grave, looking for tha life tha rain gave
staring at tha sun, let tha air impact ya lungs, all tha stains stay from pains blade
it cuts deep, fuck beef, I touch keys to let love free, so don't rush me, cuz I'm living
time stricken, I keep rhyme spitting my lines mission, u'll see there's no signs missing
trying to fill a void, without having to kill ya joy, but still annoyed so I write more
to open tha right door, slice back and settle tha knife's score, thats what I fight for
know it, make sure it's noted, cuz I flow with, a current that sweeps u in
I got debts left ta pay, don't get swept away, tha surging rap keeps moving
like a doctor late, tha copters race, so he can operate, but all of his gears in his locker space
he forgot it, tha core topic, he won't do cpr or shock him, judging patience is not yur place