This is a song about "Find life in rhythm"

In the projects where ya find me

She going to borrow some money

You find me in the studio

Down just so we can grow

Like in mice in men find a cave,

Say you through will all my foul ways

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

With the scepticism giving em wisdom of this system in a rhythm..

Hustlin' to keep from gettin' buriedbut now i gotta move away now

Maybe i'll get my life back and find myself another use somehow.

Someone gotta be telling someone somebody is tripping

But when i get in the rhythm eventually end up spitting

Find a easier rapper to battle in combat,

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

Something wicked this way come

You've got no rhythm,