Writin while life im living, switch lanes and yet still im driven gonna get up soon, and start forgiving the broken pieces I've been given, so shits about to turn south, from north, an alignment, imma find it, you and me an opportunity, to become the person we wanted to be, so imma Tune into the music while walking my city, trying to see, the picture painted by the words, an image created in my mind, with an applied rhyme to inspire me to get up and go find, my gift and its potential, whats its worth, thats up to me to decide, so I picked up that pencil and birthed in me pride, its open now for everyone to see, my craftmanship, my artwork, It never died, I'm a G, like i thought it would, thanks to yous, so now I only want to learn, a way for me to earn my stripe, build when I type, what wont be broken, A Family listening to me and what im saying, is what im hoping, to have built, by the end, will there even be an end, dont wanna say, tho I wont decay, nor my words, imma stay, till the words, get delivered globally with just one press on the play, button, im an outcast so whats happening is me stepping outside and I'm about to out last, all the negative energy's trying to put me into the ground, the same place as where I started, I aint going back, ive already departed, on my way to hitting what ive targeted, and thats to finish life with a rhyme, theres a mountain I did climb, I did it this time, after all my failed attempts, so im fine if my life wasn't meant, to be perfect, but im the one who chooses my perspectives and my beliefs, so imma state it was worth it, oh and im still perfect!!!