| I’m lookin' at the world from a new view | 
| I ain’t worried 'bout the who’s who | 
| You do you and I’ma do me as well | 
| Soothe with the sound they describe it like Advil | 
| No mass appeal or the end of this | 
| I don’t slack at all it’s bad for your posture | 
| A list of problems ain’t worth complaining | 
| Maintain and move on I can’t stay stagnant | 
| I’m gone right past it, I’m gon' outlast it | 
| I seek green pastures, I still can’t grasp it | 
| A clash of reality in my mind | 
| Everything ain’t as it seems on the timeline | 
| Dive deep done it put a lotta work in but they never seen me comin' | 
| We go hundred miles and runnin' tryna get it my lawd | 
| I been lookin' around and I couldn’t find no one | 
| Givin' everything that I got I’m far from done | 
| I, continue what I like to do | 
| Readjust with the slightest move | 
| One step to the left got a nigga feelin' righteous | 
| Apposed to the path they been following in blindness | 
| I can’t do it, see through the bullshit and the fine print | 
| Came too far to be boxed in and stop | 
| Not an option to me it’s obviously the feelin' | 
| When the timin' is right then y’all finna see the vision | 
| Never lost a thought we found a way to live | 
| No complaints at our faults are left to give | 
| An attempt to change the world and make a new | 
| But the price you pay is astronomical | 
| I must, be that one to give you all and receive none | 
| So in return I need more time | 
| Be that one to give you all to receive none so in return | 
| I feel like the end is near | 
| Countdown to destruction it’s imminent | 
| So I make these last moments comfortable | 
| Give you a sense of some intimacy | 
| Vivid scene that I set is serene in the essence | 
| Lessons learned I lecture more than just a vessel pressure | 
| Pressin' on this message sent with sonar presence vagabond a bonafide performer | 
| I, can’t tap dance with these new niggas movin' with 2 left feet | 
| You can see 'em for yourself no these facts ain’t alternative | 
| I turn this to a Royal Rumble | 
| They gon' need a tourniquet attorneys and a team of paramedics | 
| So sick come quick motherfucker I ain’t done goin' in just yet goddamn | 
| Call a young nigga old fashioned (fashioned) | 
| Still the same game I imagine (imagine) | 
| Tell me why they hate us with a passion (passion) | 
| We been givin' love to the masses (masses) | 
| Never seem to love it love it love it love it | 
| Never buy materials to cover never covet | 
| Tell 'em keep it all I don’t want it I don’t want it | 
| I’ma share it with the world if I got it if I got it | 
| Still down livin' check to check | 
| Obsessed and stressed | 
| Some parts some things I can’t deal with it | 
| I don’t think I was built for this | 
| The basic shit is basically gon' be the death of me | 
| Persevere I find a way always it seems | 
| But fuck it all we in too deep | 
| Movin' fast without the brakes I brace for what’s to come | 
| Lawd |