maze of choices
I’ve been grinding real hard Like the gears on a clock these hands are like chains They binding me to this spot Tick toc tick toc wish my dolly would stop Hold my hand against the hand til that shit start to pop But I’m so disciplined I meditate I lift up off the floor Steady counting these seconds got me clenching on my jaw Life is a maze and I keep running into walls Roll up my sleeves ain’t got no time to take a pause Motivation my disease a epidemic to us all But I wanna walk before I crawl but when I walk I always fall Tryna break this cycle but life’s a bitch in my schedule I’m hostage at the end of a firing line of rifles I’m a walking timeline with a flickering line of light bulbs Gotta stay on my grind the sun don’t shine when I say so Lifting weights with my mind a mastermind like Plato The globe gotta a lot of paths but they all lead to the same road
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