have you ever started over fresh?cause you had nothing left..,.got pushed out and swept from where you slept... from the last address you kept?who would of guessed....youd be content.....accept everything as correct...fuck what everyone expects to collect....its nonsense..,some progress..like the depths of each breath you express..im far less than impressed....venting.....letting the fear of death impliment with intent....meshin like sex.....so complex in the flesh.. i just signed my name on the line by the x.... breaking bread to connect..instead of breaking some necks.....fuck partaking in wrecks...reckless as heck my guess its a hex....heart full of pain i prevent...its a mess outa text.... it gets mixed in rage....shits crazy....im upset ......im next to enguage...yes.....thats correct....its self defense....kinda strange...just a game of chess at its best....taking the field of play engraving my name on its chest...in a way i complain.... without blaiming the rest..,.no scapegoat for the stress.......spring brings new change.... when it rains for a stretch.. i feel blessed...i earned my respects....collecting my checks....without being depressed and in debt...what a concept....forever inna viscous cycle i come anew.. so i dont come unglued..... homicidal and its vital....going viral...what it do.....learn your verses recite em....cause theyre true.. ...enough of those touchy moody looky loos..hating....just waiting... to come up smooth...stick and move....run and shoot....i say i know that tune.....cause i sing the blues.....ill clear the room.....with no excuse....its your life ..i got no advice.... im outaline.....not outatune...how bouta clue....it shows in and out a around about and through....so i proudly use.drugs i abuse.......im bruised....scarred..shits hard.....my tomorrow's through the roof...im awful shrewd...too far along to sing a song thats misconstrued....so im a living proof.....sippin brew....i can barely move....in my favorite pair of shoes....im flying high....need a parachyouute....but only when im not on the as moon...no telling what imma do....with that action as if asking...did that happen ....boom...its a doozy....feeling the same ol story like its new....losing my cool...choosing my goons...breaking rules...shaking fools...paying dues....cause im in the mood....so im to the hoop...bubblegum rappers getting chewed.....time to cut to the chase...chump change is for lames and punks that get stuck in the way...fuckit ok...nobody got.nothing to say when it comes to the game because you relate...feel the pain building shame in your face....silly thing....try to hide and run away....without a way to save face,...your alive but you fight so many things....cause your time in this life isnt right without a change....so you try to live a lie and you find your time already came...shoulda died....said goodbye....not surprised....you couldnt wait goodnight....you realize down inside your inna maze....you wake up rise and shine another day...but your a little late...so play it off....in disguise....more than wise at a early age....shake it off.....you can takem all....break em off....haters fall.....im not alright but im ok....ok...im grimy tryna grind....findaway to gettin paid..its the game but i dont play....my timings something like....running by....nothing nice when im on stage...come to find im sumpthin brave....but whats it take....just one mistake your gettin scraped....free but inna cage....in the way....with hella weight....and a strap on my waist... no escape....cant evade....just ride