[VERSE I - ODYSS3Y]

ODYSS3Y back, the pencil been sharpened

The sharpest of eyes, it's like I be writing with diamonds

Don't need to be rich, I'm expanding my life, yeah my mind will forever be priceless

I just wanna speak to the Gods, give me some truth, I need more than a sign

I know that my life is so flawed, even my odds, I can't solve it with any rhymes

I'm cooking and brewing my shit like a chemist, like I was Walter White

I feel like my feelings are blemished, I do what I do and they viewing whatever I write

It's either I win or I fail, maybe I'll leave bits of essence and dust for a trail

Or maybe I'll make many sales, and influence my life to a giant colossal of scale

I'm sick of my past, took my mask off, now I'm ready for my own adventures, my future

My life is just moving too fast, I'm still writing my raps on a phone or computer

The devil been selling they souls, then Midas be turning the lies into gold

I wanna complete all my goals, leave it in bold, I'll be breaking the mold

I'm seeing they jaws open wide, coming from all of my vibes I provide

I wanna take back all the lies, I was once all the sauce, now I'm back to the side

I wish I be fixing it all, but I know I can never turn back all the clocks or the time

The underdog took all the L's, I wonder if he'd ever finally rise

[VERSE II - CONSEY]

Umm

Okay

Edens garden with the flowers breathing

We living in cycles, we living in cyclones

We living with eyes closed, we dreaming

We living beside clones, who imitate my bones

You wonder if I know the reasons

I made em all in my image, audacity, pride and spirit

Audacious in audio spaces, intimate as inside jokes

Greatness in obvious places, scientists in their white coats

Like the diamonds that are rhinestones

Put the eyes close and the shit that looks priceless is oftenly basic

How life goes, deep depths with some high notes

I find that I'm living through music

Duration of instrumentations my time zones

And I'm leaving the footprints with my flows

Depending the way that you take it

I'll still be alive by the time that I ghost

If I'm doomed, I'll be storing my tomb in iTunes

It's a public accessory, public accessing my cemetery

So watch me engrave rhymes as a grave site

Just a frail mind taking space flight

As I paint light, so it may guide

Any lost souls to Jesus H. Christ

Whatever God, Heaven still the main site

Can't waste time, won't break stride

So just sit back on this sleigh ride

We all lost souls on the same flight