i guarantee my shit will always get respect
i punish you with intellect and interject
it's been hectic around me
puddle of sins and sorrows
seeking a brighter tomorrow
but nothin's guaranteed for time is borrowed
feeding you the toughest pill to swallow
now tell me how it tastes
when all my tracks are laced
i hit you with that boom bap pap
backpack shit and you lovin' it
this the ark of the covenant
come and see the professional
i devour the beat like its edible
all these rappers are liars
your lines are fucking facetious
taking this generation and turning them into fiends
can you explain what it means to be 25 with a dream?
searching for inspiration
and i've been struggling lately
it's hard to change the world
when all you have is a pair of hands
the situation is destitution dilutes the energy
now it's just negativity rolling off of my tongue
and proceed to cough up a lung
i've been searching for wisdom
through words and for what it's worth
it's the pain that's holding me back
and i find it hard to relax
when my train of thought is getting taxed and attacked
and i maximize my potential
by masterminding this manifest
though i am manifested with my message
i'm supplying the real that is seldom given
the subtle revision for revenge
that i verify when i vent
as the temperature starts to rise
and the reason becomes apparent
my music blasting and blaring
the system about to break
and a blank stare on my face
like i'm lost in another world