Its an obsession
I've been doing half my life with no progression
Aiming high buying flights
Just for perspective
You buying followers and likes
Posting shit that's trendy and inoffensive
Instead of get a life on open roads and broken pennies
Commodore level of hype
I'm just a regular guy
I am not sent from a god
That don't make sense in my mind
Maybe i'm just infested with pride
Anger never mentioned i just kept it inside
Where my inventions coincidе
With no apprehension of time
Only rеcollection is heaven is fine
And its better never to die
Than reaching the finish line
And leaving everyone behind
To find their way without guidance
When grace took legacies last step forward
They die and all of a sudden people adored them
Record labels wanna extort them and reap the profits
But maybe that's what the artist wanted in the end
Its comments that's deeming people toxic obnoxious full of sin
Holdin' them all hostage for nonsense
Some honest misspoken things
That don't line up with the right thing
Bth don't believe the hype
We all Israelites inner outer shell and self
All this loyalty shit testing my faith
Hopefully i'm just destined for great
Manifested in those who break
In my shoes you can't afford a mistake
So if a bar is misshaped it can and very well dictate my artistic chakra
And look at these prolific icons
Like why aren't i on the level they on
Infinity and beyond ions
Charging my energy
Symmetry is persistent as can be
Second i turn the mic on
I'm living in another life
Where time is nothing
Remind myself that overindulging
Leads to premature expedited expulsion
Exponential endorphins
Sentimental recordings
Next to press on the door before rings
Four rings on my king things
Protect myself and my sanity
Mental, perspective, and vanity
Temperamental calamity
Odds are its gon' damage me
Pressure to impress the family
Leverage breeds false clarity
So until the bearings rip out of my falsetto
Marginalize my ideologies and pride
Stars in the sky parting as we all die
And we shine like we should