Everyday I'm chasing fate Bumping off the walls of this maze with no escape, hands handcuff to a briefcase containing blank pages of my life, unwritten I feel like I'm grifting I feel like my talents fake in the face of stiff competition but I got an impossible mission to buck the trends and fuck the system with the assistance of these two middle fingers I'm blessed with turned up to 11 Double O 7 on an impossible mission To open the floodgates of my brain and let the words escape only to drown In Inspiration and fill up the blank pages of my life unwritten when your chasing fate there's no waiting No contemplating no hesitating I ain't gonna lie the hazy corridors of this maze have blinded my sight On the search for the key to life and something inspiring To write and not just something to write off as a lost cause And this cause has a taking a pause as these walls keep creeping closer they say I'm a poser They say I suck They say I can't write and I should just give up but I won't give up not on dream When the scene has never seen someone like me sarcastic wordsmith biting his lip grammatical acrobat on the high beam got the chics and the critics screaming Each For different reasons but they all agree greatest rapper alive till I die And I'm a ghost writer (rider) riding A steel horse in the sky Riding w/ these Angels at night two pieces of steel Strapped to my side no mulligans Till my legends ends and I'm a ghost writer (rider) riding A steel horse in the sky writing psalms with these Angels at night two pieces of steel strapped to my side Legends never die they just live on even after they take their last ride