Was gon' run towards the safety net
Till angels had whispered to keep lurking
Around for yellow bricks
Destiny predetermined
Thrown in a urn, furnaced
The thought of being lesser
Ulysses, I'm trying to earn this
For granted can't rock
With it
Relishing in the service
Provided by the guiding light letting me let the surface
Handsome in the face
Momma did describe
Better teacher to her kids
Than anyone they'd ever find
The reason that I can define
Difference 'tween the screen and line
Get the fuck up out my face with the deceit and lies
Being off your square within the net could get you penalized
Folks greet demise, it's why I'm busy trying to keep alive
Cause I won't lie, I feel the pressure caving
Weighing heavy on my body, plus my occupation
Doing more to harm it, farther less in terms of shaking
Off the bruising aching
But I'm staying gracious
For the blessings on the way
Not too stuck on my hands
Crushing tree a sweet vacation, my feet in the sand
My focus off the juice
Busy trying to expand
Empty pockets for the moment
It's more to a man
Hella blessings on the way
Not too stuck on my hands
Crushing tree a sweet vacation, my feet in the sand
My focus off the juice
Busy trying to expand
Empty pockets for the moment
It's more to a man
And I'm about to ascend
No longer can I pretend
I do this shit for sport
Still strictly
Though I depend
Upon the pen to back off
The remnants of the deep end
Memories
Flashbacks
Shackled, run in sequence
Chasing after allegiance
Burned the treaty the with trauma
It's really why I'm retrieving
The part of me that I needed
Sad a pretty face had tampered with my breathing
The closest 'round you only capable of leaving
Blemish wound couple scratches out from bleeding
I ain't reading
Too much into it, or leaping
To conclusions 'bout the village chief and
Intruders tryin' creep in
More like committing treason
Grab the guillotine
For the blessings on the way
Not too stuck on my hands
Crushing tree a sweet vacation, my feet in the sand
My focus off the juice
Busy trying to expand
Empty pockets for the moment
It's more to a man
Hella blessings on the way
Not too stuck on my hands
Crushing tree a sweet vacation, my feet in the sand
My focus off the juice
Busy trying to expand
Empty pockets for the moment
It's more to a man