VERSE 1:

I sit back, visualising where my future be at

Progressing my destined profession, flipping dreams into facts

And gaining plaques, making dividends by spittin' on tracks

So I can give it to my life givers to pay em right back

Now to journey on the quest, wearing my bulletproof vest

Cos life could be the best then turn into a beautiful mess

Raising my standard like governments with rates of inflation

And stay up just like the essence of age and dippin’ deviation

The aspiration never “Neil-ing” but we Armstrong

And if ya beg to differ son then ya dead wrong

And then I take that, make that, elevate that

And turn that despise to dollar signs as payback

The way I be, making statements be my weaponry

I'm tryna walk the hall of fame and not the streets of sesame

I wanna prosper and create myself a legacy

Where I consider myself the meaning of longevity

VERSE 2:

But less talkin' - more action!

Swap procrastination for the passion

And feed that self criticism with the satisfaction

Of actin’ quick, never slip from a distraction

Attacking with precision and bars like an assassin

Envision the caption, I see it just like a peep hole

Tap into my bird eye vision like an eagle

To see goals, and feast on seagulls until I see skulls

To reach the destination and put on for my peoples

For real, I'm tryna get my mother outta 9-5

And cop a leather interior whip for my old man to drive

To live life without residing in the struggle Street

To putting feet up, seat back and living comfortably

I'm on that 50-50 grinding to my destiny

Desperately on a mission like illness needing a remedy

From necessarily turned into a necessity

In my perception be the direction to longevity