time and time again i see the bottom end we have no friends stuck in chains with out the flame im feeling altra plain with out the plane we not the same we choose to ride in different lanes the difference is this not pretend a total opposite im out the frame but alot to gain who's stopping me feel on repaet see no defeat victory in sight is not so sweet love the street from me theres no apology im hard to keep adrenaline pumping me tell me what is free like honestly charges on top of charges police stopping me not even geeked im in deep end staring at the ceiling Melody keeps pulsing feels im falling no one calling heavy thoughts just steady running face to face with all these problems guess i am problem feeling followed with no followers im popular what really matters world on top you falling backwards morning salute