I wish i could show you my mind. Thats why i jumped on the rhyme. It was the closest thing to showing you my life for what it really is. How.i see it. I never.jumped into rap to be conceited. The best? I wanna be it. Even when i feel defeated, down in the dirt. I know i can always spit a dope verse. Or write down a quick rhyme. Ive always craved sick lines And dope flows. Where will i go. Only god knows. Ive always been odd yo. Like abe. Its my life it aint no game. No chance to hit save. No chance to complain. Need to get my brain right and my mind right. Most bad shit that happens is self prophesized. So looking back throuhg a hindsight lense. At times i was a bad guy and i shouldnt have been. But jay said it best. End of the day survival is through living with regrets. It seems i have a year of succesa and then 2 of regress. One stwp foward two steps back type shit. Which is fine but i could do without the madness. But maybe that blended with sadness and loneliness will makd me stoic in the end. Like spartans pushing their enemies off a cliff. I look in the mirror and cant tell which is which. Whos looking back. Okay im done now cuz i get lost on these raps. psych. i can always comeback. like hbk in his prime. when i jump.to.life. its for the spirit of the rhyme.