(verse 1)

look into these
brown eyes
you can see
the fire in them

steady pushing
my pen
to these funky rhymes
making my dreams
to life
it’s out of sight
like literally
eye can’t see it

but eye know
it’s coming
eye can feel it
eye been working
eye been wishing daily
you know wishing maybe

eye can make it
out this city alive
and move on
let bygones
be bygones
first class flight
bye, gone

never to return
with the exception of visits
you know
just to show ‘em
eye did it

showing ‘em
eye wasn’t bush*ting
on any part
of the mission
that eye embarked on

i’m banking
on my intuition
i’m praying
eye made
the right decisions
‘cause a lot of my
closest homies didn’t
now they broke,
lost, stuck
dead or in prison
eye was dead serious
when eye said
eye would be get it

so don’t be surprised
that eye did it

(verse 2)

they pretended to see my vision
hoping deep down inside
that my heart
would reside
in another occupation

but eye saw right through
the facade
eye wasn’t fazed
eye was getting blazed
scribbling down
my memoirs
of the moment

piecing together
a masterpiece
one line at a time
knowing full and well
that eye was strong enough
to climb
over any obstacle
that eye would find
on this path designated
to test my faith, wisdom,
peace of mind

so you
fake f*cks
can never
take a piece of mine
don’t worried if i’m signed
just know i’m doing fine

I’M DOPE WITHOUT
THE CO-SIGNS!

my light shined
through those dark times
eye illuminated my gray skies
courtesy of mind’s eye

curtain call
to the sad times
exit stage left
to bad vibes

and no props
to any soul
who ever chastised ...

(verse 3)

i’ve been searching
for answers - debating
is this door
i’m moving towards
my salvation
or Satan?

either way
i’m tired of waiting
man i’m so tired
of struggling
and finessing for blessings
f*ck all this stressing

never for a second
eye thought
eye would come
in 2nd
strictly 1st place
in a league of my own

please leave me alone
your criticism
has no home
inside of dome - ever
no matter
the weather
eye excel whether ...

you like it
or not
hate it
or love it
eye need a mil (meal)
one in my bank
one in my stomach

how you feel
is something
eye would never consider
your feedback
never paid for my dinner
your reviews
never bought me no shoes
so keep your two cents,
pay your own dues

i’m doing exactly
what eye came here to do
and that doesn’t
need approval from you
the truth hurts
but that shit feels too

i’m through ...