[Hook]

I'm writing 'till the sun go down and

I'm writing for myself now

I write 'till there's nothing left

See all my people see the bright of day

And that's just what it comes to

Even if my words don't reach you

I'm painting my beautiful, beautiful work

[Verse 1]

This is more than work for [?]

Or something to impress a girl you admire

This is work to inspire

Eternal work, this kinda work don't expire

But the world feel dyed, this kinda learning's required

This is, water when your soul's on fire

Deeper than the [?]

What's a reason and experience you most inquired?

How he thought it from the dirt but then he rosе to [?]

But I digress, the art of working something to bе whole

Listen now, [?] driven before I hit the road

Most wanted getting gold 'fore they ever reach they goals

Get the fly, can't reach the destination that you chose

I suppose, I'm a dreamer and so what if an anomaly?

Oddity that knows that only listing the wannabes

Told my big sis from day one, that I was gonna be doing bodily harm to every beat they put in front of me

Now I'm...

[Hook]

I'm writing 'till the sun go down and

I'm writing for myself now

I write 'till there's nothing left

I [?] my people see the bright of day

And that's just what it comes to

Even if my words don't reach you

I'm painting my beautiful, beautiful work

[Verse 2]

Did it for me, I pray that it benefits you

Rigorously I trained till my brain, it withdrew

Literally in pain but I took it and grew

Turn [?] now look what I drew

Portrait of a man forced to stand without an easel

Any circumstance stood taller than a steeple

With little in his hand but [?] in his heart

Help him to make it smart, went from feeble to regal

Tryna share the joy that inspired me

But it's hard to hear your voice when the choir sings

Found what made me unique, and brought to my own beat

But our team filled our void with a harmony

Music's a pharmacy and I'ma be your drug of choice

So enjoy this dopeness, opium as an opus

Got you open like lotus, flowers in midsummer

[?]

So if you don't hear from us

Remember that

[Hook]

I'm writing 'till the sun go down and

I'm writing for myself now

Fighting 'till I'm outta breath

At war, hella people hurt no more

And that's just what it comes to

Even if my words don't reach you

I'm painting my beautiful, beautiful work