look at myself i see my face
in blurry visions everyday
but i'm killing the sender
came up with like i'm slender
and i'm not wearing your tees
still i'm still a young ting
living life like i never thought i could
with my team here around and everything is all good
look at myself i see my face
in blurry visions everyday
everyday i wore that same dirty yankee cap
i didn't want to talk to no one i was angry
fast-forward to a month ago i was in the new era
office and they let me take what i like imagine that
couldn't afford family holidays growing up
but today i been on two planes
why you have to go making a scene
my bars go over heads like michelangelo painting a ceiling
life's like a motion picture
we are blinded by smoke and mirrors
and lies we're told to give up her the desire
to go and buy all the things we can't afford but convinced that we need
i just want to be happy and not live on the street
they fucking with my chakra
you idealize some guy that's lying and hide behind the jewelry
their heart is empty and their soul is hollow
living like there's no tomorrow
i know every moments borrowed
i don't wanna get lost on this long road
i've been looking for something hoping it unfolds
but i see a lot of smoke in the air
another look in the mirror but the reflection is unknown
i'm a grown man loosing my mind
i tell myself i'm doing just fine too many times