Yah beautiful, dangerous season the fall of youth

Souls wither, like gold diggers we follow suit

The booth is starting to feel small

I should feel appalled, instead I feel it all and can't call it

My heroes have the heart to lose the life I wanna live

In the end I'm hoping that I take less than I give

We go through stages, I ain't talking bout gigs

And I ain't talking 'bout famous when I talk about big

Pathetic poetics, connect my life to my words

Some cause play-back pain right to the nerves

For me it's hard to hear (that you're hard of hearing)

Didn't believe I was def till some checks started clearing

Now that's a different kind of clarity

And love for your brother, that's a different kind of charity

Ya I rap fearlessly, but I act carelessly

When I'm busy on my grizzly, I'm a quarter bi-polar bear with me

The rarest breed, naw, I'm just a parakeet

I talk what I hear, I do as they do and I hate what I fear you see

A simple animal sin is sincerity

But when I get carried away, you carry me

TSOL