I like to think my life is perfect but this burden keep crushin it.. yeah I know I took a break from the spot, cause no Body wanna read ma thang, it's hard for me to get back in the game... I dont chase no fame just tryna Survive with my pad and my pen ...
You see I got a gift but what's the use of it , when I don't find no platform to Exhibit .. struggling, Pedaling My life- juggling , that makes me clown but boi I'm still hustling... Every day and night I been grinding , searching for that euphoria, so much of this bacteria, this voices on my head...