[Verse 1]:

Know who you are

Reach for a star

Find a trajectory

Close, no cigar

Always a has been

They tell me these bars

In them, I kill my partners too much

While that maybe is passing

So is my people on touch

Up close and personal

Don't stand between

Me and my progress

Lost a few friends

Lost a few colleagues

Not having no family

No, but my mama shout out

To her for giving me drama

Enough to fill up a bible study

Worth of troubling discoveries

Buddy... you don’t know what comes after

Twenty four times

I've wanted to finish myself

Twenty four years

It took me to really hear myself

Twenty four times

I did want to start

My twenty four rhymes

It took me to finish it

Rhymed twenty four bars

Like two times twelve

That's why I’m killing shit

That's what connecting those dots

Means

Whole world is my texture

And I will be building my blocks

I've been waiting too long

Maybe I'm next now

Texture

Sitting all benched

Filling those GAPs

Got outta dug out

To dig myself out

Hit my balls running

Right outta the park

Nothing self-harms me

Nothing to stop

Nothing to kill for

Got

People I live for

And they say

I've been thinking too much

You're not thinking enough

[Verse 2]:

24 cycles

Twenty four times

I've been high up

24 downers

To kill all my hope

Prescription be filled

Rip it to shreds

Switch it with dope

3 6 5 days making a record

24/7 and not wasting a second

Twenty four joints like a Spike Lee

Production

Can't say I had my

Motivation reduction

They’ve said I’m lazy

They've said I’m stupid

They've said I'm angry

Then how am I doing this

See me in love

See me imbue it

Our brain is too powerful

Now I will use it

The collective can wait

For the hive mind's not set

And I will be filling this gap, too

Because she said that her

Dreams were just plans

And I’m not planning to die, yet

Even in dreams, I'll be walking alive now, bet

I got home safe, home base

Killed God dead, Xander showed his face

Started to know who I was

Twenty four years

So many tears

Nights inside like a jail cell

Now pay my bail

Walk my walk

Fill your insides up with chalk

And talk my talk

Like

"Man in the mirror"

Mirror, I'm here

Twenty four reflections

Redirecting me forward

And getting more near

Uh

Twelve

Plus

Twelve

One

Plus

Two

One

Plus

One

Twenty four

Textures

Text

Yours

And mention them

You might just save a life

Accepting these cards that I've been dealt

More than anything that you ever felt