My life is like 12 open mics
Of quotes and hopeless sights
With wrongs and rights we hope to fight
No boats to float just shares and likes
They base your worth off streaming sites
You sold ya dreams and right,
In hopes to feed your seeds tonight
Blessing turn to lessons
Timed to try your flesh and essence
Lies that hide your next depression
9 to 5's and tech profession
Wifey finds your indiscression
Hope you hide the smith and Wesson
That's oppression cycles in the life we live
God forbid
Worth a couple dollars more that anyone can bid on you
Spoken arts to mend a broken Broken hearted
You can call it the glue
I'm here I chase my dreams, from here thru Colorado Springs
My minions future floats on daddy's hopes in words and notes
I do believe I'll make it bumps and bruises I can take
My skin is thick you grow up quick amongst the bloods and crips
Universe infinite meanin I am the center
Believer without a doubt leave no space for that man to enter
I knew the cost from the start so my spark will carry the embers
For people lost in the dark you can map my star to remember
You are
Worth a couple dollars more that anyone can bid on you
Spoken arts to mend a broken Broken hearted
You can call it the glue
