As I stay back, I observe

And my third eye opens

As I look around the curve of the glass

But I think about the past and these snakes in the grass but I contemplate and then I meditate

But I'm like what is this and who’s this

Cuz I'm tryna do my shit

That’s my fucking business

You think it affects me

But it don’t

I did it by myself if you don’t believe me then you won’t

I wouldn’t pay for a talent

If I have it then I’ll use it

Won’t loose it

Talk to my face no snakes behind my back

Cus when I hop on this beat you know

I don’t lose track

Of the time

You know I’m in my prime

Not a minister

Not pumping iron like Thatcher

But bunning zoots In May like Theresa

Feeling sinister

But for these likes, I do not pay

How can I say

Expressions flowing like a river

Flows strong when I think I deliver

I'm not just tryna eat

But tryna get this bread

And this motherfucking dough

How far can I go I don’t know

If they ain’t real then I guess they gotta go

So I guess they gotta go

What do I

I do this shit that I don’t know

Where do I go

Clock ticks like a time bomb

In a timezone

Time-lapse when my bro gone

Wanna go home

Till I grind till the sun gone

Reaching for the stars

They’re inside me not a million miles away

How can I say

That it’s gonna be okay

I'm in bed pen in hand, some things we just can’t understand

But when it clicks in my head

It’s like contraband

I feel amazed but stuck in a maze now I’m lost

In my thoughts in my head, I’m preaching

No mum the anger isn’t teaching me nothing

Every time I weaken but

My heart beats like a tiptoeing demon

Sliding through gliding through my mind

Up straight through the ceiling

Some know, others don’t

Some people love you

But others won’t

But I stay afloat

And barely breathing

Truth and knowledge that’s truly what I’m seeking

What do I

I do this shit that I don’t know

Where do I go

Clock ticks like a time bomb

In a timezone

Time-lapse when my bro gone

Wanna go home

Till I grind till the sun gone