Look—
I’m joggin’ around in a fog with a pocket of problems,
And all of ’em talkin’, I’m walkin’ without even knowin’
the clock that I’m on is dissolvin’, evolvin’
into a bomb tickin’ off in my noggin, I’m locked in.
I’m boxed in, toxic logic, chronic
thoughts that rocket off like comets—
but I harness the carnage,
turn it into bars that are sharper than a barber’s armpit.
I carve with conflict,
march through nonsense,
heart like a cartridge charged with losses—
Tryin’ to shake off trauma like it’s lint on cotton,
but it clings to me constant,
mockin’, never forgotten.
Yeah, I been ridin’ through the city on a long night,
Pour another dream, keep the stars in my eyesight.
Dark clouds talk but they never bring my highlight—
Made it through the storm, now the storm’s in the limelight.
I’m shiftin’ between realities, gravity grabbin’ me,
trappin’ me, but I break free gradually, practically
snappin’ the chains on my ankles like actually,
I’m the one they said would collapse—now I’m casually
passin’ these rappers like half of ’em napped on me.
Future in my cadence,
Eminem in my pen,
double helix in the flow—
DNA of both men.
Melodies drown the pain but the bars resurrect it,
Life’s a loaded weapon, I cocked it and then I checked it.
Now I’m drivin’ through depression with the high beams on,
If the night seems long,
it’s ’cause the fight seems strong—
but we right these wrongs
and we write these songs.
City lookin’ cold but my spirit got a warm glow,
Voices in my head tell me everything in slow-mo,
I don’t wanna fall but the pain make me grow though…
Legend in the night by the time that the sun show.