It’s Crystal Clear… My Fear holds no Power Here
Another Year passes while the Masses shed Tears
Marked as Peers but no respected as Friend or Foe
I Mend the Flow
Transcend the Bar & left with Scars from Head to Toe…
Just let it Go. holding on is a lot Harder Now
I’m Smarter Now, Just listen to how a Martyr Sound
With weakness coming from the Heart of Clowns
The Start is Now…
Someone pick up from where I Left Off
& Fill his heart with enough fear until his Chest Pops
I Arrest Cops because the Tech Stops for No One
Just Know I Stole the crown & the Thrones Done
Patron Spun my Vision to Glisten in this Rap Game
Gats Blame no one… it’s only right that I Clap Fame
Perhaps Aim is Shook cuz I Took your Soul & More
Then Sold it For a single chance to Hold the Core
I Feel my Skill can Mold the Score
America’s an Older Whore
You can pay to do anything for the Right Amount
Let’s go back to the time when Writers Count
Sight Accounts for 80% of Sight and Sound
It’s Quite Profound how the ground is Overlooked
Call it luck…Now I know how a 4 leaf Clover Looks
I prefer Hoes to Books yet I’m still Intelligent
In Hell I Spent years figuring out gods Irrelevant
Nas needs one mic, well give me a few and Listen
I have a tendency to rough mics up while Spittin’
