Man i got a dream and i'm chasin it call me a one man team now i write alone but this thing i can't do it on my own i need a homes that's also ready to grow so comonn ands let's go let me just grab the mic and hold it thight let me close my eyes i'll do it without sight this gonna be the time my dogg lets do it right true the years weve been many places so seen so many faces your hand up on me let's play this Man i'm writing again it go's this way day true day somehow i can't stop cuz i got a vision of a few folks livin who's motivation for making music starts driven so i think this is the beginning and i'm excited man i wanna write whole days like it's a masterplan and i'm acting sneaky with a big long coat meanwhile i'm gonna try make shit flow tryin to find some to start with take hard hits but i see some sparks shit.. I need to do my shit @ school but i'm busier writing rhymes it's like there's nothing around me and shit it sounds sublime or do i mean it sounds fine what's the time? i don't know but wrtining ain't a crime so i don't mind and just continue writing it down every verse i hear this sound i need to grab a pen doesn't mather if it's red blue or brown so just give that shit cuz you don't need it clown I got this line in my mind and it goes fluently tryin to get it out cuz thats good for me couple years ago i was abusing me i wasn't thinking about myself pushed feelings beside of me didn't want nobody to help well after a while you see i went so many places saw so many faces and made somany changes but i wasn't acting right i had a soul that was black like the night despite, i was taking flights i did my best bro but couldn't find a light Far out of sight so i was ready to ignite my whole focking life like a bombing site and rewrite so that's what i did right ? it was strange to keep polite at first sight but i kept the green light i just kept going sure sometimes i wanted to quit but i wasn't showing and after a while i noticed i started growing actions had reactions but now they were nice i told myself that's for acting right it made me sleep good at night even the smallest things can turn out to be a big light wonder how it ends now i welcomed y'all into my daily fights i don't understand cuz i'm happy and i'm sad but got to watch the stuff ive got not what i had and for the pain i still smoke the same year true year we play the same game i'm high till i die or till my brains are plain who's gonna take the pain out think i got to do it myself can't relie for help you got to stay proud but i'm stressin don't know just guessing got somany questions that got answerd with many actions time flies don't know were the fuck im headin but the things i time to time do keep pressing to be honest man i can tell you i didn't suspect this but because my passion for writing i need to accept it it's like a theraphy that prefents me to snap kid somethimes it's start to get hectic but true the experience in live i'm not made of glass homie i'm more like plastic