i had to tell myself to slow down. i was moving fast. life like a race track. everyday i almost crash. put my faith on the dash. i hope that i can leave my pass. cause my future bright then a smoker when he light the glass. i never ain't never class cause they lie about the past i be just smoke gas. and thinking about reality and how these people doubt me. but GOD looking down on saying that he proud of me my dreams come with boundaries. no fake love around me my day one's still round me. we ducking that county. and watching for bounties i still have vision uhh how we going to be living. but for now lets keep it real im in the project kitchen. i ain't flipping i ain't wiping im just on this music mission. hope that they pay attention cause for years i been winning i been sinning not to mention but for years i seen prison. i ain't think they was going to let me out because of the thing i talked about start my own business