wakin up to the thought of yo face
daily on meds tryna quit my own pace
not because of you i got demons in my place
my heart onna stasis restarts the whole race
dwelling on the past
growing cold so i'm known to smoke gas
jumpin ova pot holes and i'll neva go back
hunting for a star, soul manifest all the pain in my heart
get off my chest I been ready play the part
chasin hella bags I been runnin from the start
do it for my group and for myself too
always knew what i was gon do
steady in the boof writin rhymes witta crew
seem the conflict in my mind keep the coo
and, day to day it feel like i'm inna maze.
Soul-searching hip-hop from this Florida rapper, with lyrics that dig deep and take an unflinching look at life’s questions. Bandcamp New & Notable May 1, 2023