What you might’ve thought the vision still clear
A few raps can decide my career,
Use my watch as a pawn to get your queen took
Am in the game to make a change for the greater good
Get grand slam fans out of they seats
Get a good job, follow your dreams
Strumming my pain with his fingers
End your career in a verse
I keep my friends close, enemies on a leash like
Prior to his entire career being retired
How did all them bastards get a good job, good life,
We will never die, we are forever alive
Of real spittin and rappin/ your career about to sink like a ship missin a captain
I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one
To get good from that, unimaginable,
No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble
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