LYRICS I was told that time is precious, and something that 1 should treasure / But Possession of its essence is something I couldn’t measure / Wore it as a neckless live flav, but fiend for something fresher / An obsession with the lessons of life, that suits me better A life, of stormy weather, had to weather storm / Pushed through strife and tribulations to improve on my form / I saw it all as the norm, from my nights fighting my demons / To strippers, models & fake tits, sliding in my dm’s / They all want me see em’ greet em’ & let the dick beat em’ / No matter the season, meanwhile I’m just tryna find my being / My reason, my meaning, I’m meaning I’m tryna do some seeing / Cause these sights I'm seeing ain’t worth the sightseeing / I feel like fleeing / Intoxicated these days more than I’ve ever been / It’s settled into the point, the shits no longer medicine / Weight down to my skeleton, the doctors say athletic specimen / Yet inside I’m feeling the worse than I’ve ever been / Brian fried like venison, air bound, a zeppelin / You never been through it, you fail to get what I’m referring / So many leftover pills, looks like I’m peddling / Quit taking prescriptions, saw them shits as impediment / Became a lab rat to try and hide behind the facts / But fuck that, now I’m grown, there ain’t no hiding that / Prefer behind the tracks, and there ain’t no denying that / But life without a stage at all is something I ain’t eyeing at / I’m been trying build me a life to find a wife / Kids riding their trikes in the front without a fright / In a business where aint nobody wanting to pay you right / Should I con-tinue to fight or throw the towel in tonight like / “Fuck the world” I’ll scream it out like Pac / Stared down a loaded barrel already and didn’t get shot / I’ve had that steel blade pressed to my throat more than a few times / witnessed more than a few crimes, still choose to do mine / Now I help others move rhymes and scriptures / They paint a lyrical picture get subjected to the stricture / From critics who seek real quick ta, dismiss it all in a flicker / Yet wonder why all creatives be losing their passion quicker?! / Go figure I’ve done sacrificed my life for this art / No sleeves, I used my bare hands to carry my heart / And did it right from the start, Studied the charts / Of before I became apart, just tryna apply some smarts / Before I begin throwing darts, works of art / Sitting in your shopping cart, on iTunes, cause my tunes should go like karts / right? I was just playing my part / Til me just playing my part is what had us breaking apart / I’m saying, For most artists nowadays it isn’t even worth it / Quicker you get it, the harder that it seems to earth it / Like what’s the purpose of putting in on these verses / When all it does is just service alike, and not a purchase / It’s just, feels like we're stuck up in a circus / some animals up display, worthless, tryna know what the world is / This whirlwind of emotions I keep on hurling, get caught up swirling every time I try to unfurl them / They be claiming we see the world, that what tours about / Yeah?, flight, cab, show, cab, sleep, cab, then out / On to another one, on to some other funds / Fast food twice a day, that’s why my stomachs done / Trolls be up all online hitting that sucka punch / And hoe’s still be wanting that grind, this game is troublesome / Having to compete when these rappers be spitting bubblegum / They mumble some, that's where half of this trouble be coming from / Standards been lowered to bottom of barrel, just need a swig / And a stick of cancer-causing chemicals to feel a gig / This shit is rigged you must be blind if you can see the jig / Trying feeding them water, watch it slip all through your fingertips / Can’t get to grips with it, been blinded like an eclipse / And women won’t shake their hips, unless we be throwing tips / Seek ballers on Vegas strips, just tryna stack up their chips / Better watch out for them Tricks, drips and cliques like crips / just saying, Best be careful what you pray on fam / Cause if you get it, that shit can weight more than kilograms / The pressures from shamiest scams of the glam, Is it worth your mental freedom when you feel stuck in a can? / What’s your sanity worth?! I’m asking what’s your sanity worth? What’s your sanity worth?!

LYRICS I was told that time is precious, and something that 1 should treasure / But Possession of its essence is something I couldn’t measure / Wore it as a neckless live flav, but fiend for something fresher / An obsession with the lessons of life, that suits me better A life, of stormy weather, had to weather storm / Pushed through strife and tribulations to improve on my form / I saw it all as the norm, from my nights fighting my demons / To strippers, models & fake tits, sliding in my dm’s / They all want me see em’ greet em’ & let the dick beat em’ / No matter the season, meanwhile I’m just tryna find my being / My reason, my meaning, I’m meaning I’m tryna do some seeing / Cause these sights I'm seeing ain’t worth the sightseeing / I feel like fleeing / Intoxicated these days more than I’ve ever been / It’s settled into the point, the shits no longer medicine / Weight down to my skeleton, the doctors say athletic specimen / Yet inside I’m feeling the worse than I’ve ever been / Brian fried like venison, air bound, a zeppelin / You never been through it, you fail to get what I’m referring / So many leftover pills, looks like I’m peddling / Quit taking prescriptions, saw them shits as impediment / Became a lab rat to try and hide behind the facts / But fuck that, now I’m grown, there ain’t no hiding that / Prefer behind the tracks, and there ain’t no denying that / But life without a stage at all is something I ain’t eyeing at / I’m been trying build me a life to find a wife / Kids riding their trikes in the front without a fright / In a business where aint nobody wanting to pay you right / Should I con-tinue to fight or throw the towel in tonight like / “Fuck the world” I’ll scream it out like Pac / Stared down a loaded barrel already and didn’t get shot / I’ve had that steel blade pressed to my throat more than a few times / witnessed more than a few crimes, still choose to do mine / Now I help others move rhymes and scriptures / They paint a lyrical picture get subjected to the stricture / From critics who seek real quick ta, dismiss it all in a flicker / Yet wonder why all creatives be losing their passion quicker?! / Go figure I’ve done sacrificed my life for this art / No sleeves, I used my bare hands to carry my heart / And did it right from the start, Studied the charts / Of before I became apart, just tryna apply some smarts / Before I begin throwing darts, works of art / Sitting in your shopping cart, on iTunes, cause my tunes should go like karts / right? I was just playing my part / Til me just playing my part is what had us breaking apart / I’m saying, For most artists nowadays it isn’t even worth it / Quicker you get it, the harder that it seems to earth it / Like what’s the purpose of putting in on these verses / When all it does is just service alike, and not a purchase / It’s just, feels like we're stuck up in a circus / some animals up display, worthless, tryna know what the world is / This whirlwind of emotions I keep on hurling, get caught up swirling every time I try to unfurl them / They be claiming we see the world, that what tours about / Yeah?, flight, cab, show, cab, sleep, cab, then out / On to another one, on to some other funds / Fast food twice a day, that’s why my stomachs done / Trolls be up all online hitting that sucka punch / And hoe’s still be wanting that grind, this game is troublesome / Having to compete when these rappers be spitting bubblegum / They mumble some, that's where half of this trouble be coming from / Standards been lowered to bottom of barrel, just need a swig / And a stick of cancer-causing chemicals to feel a gig / This shit is rigged you must be blind if you can see the jig / Trying feeding them water, watch it slip all through your fingertips / Can’t get to grips with it, been blinded like an eclipse / And women won’t shake their hips, unless we be throwing tips / Seek ballers on Vegas strips, just tryna stack up their chips / Better watch out for them Tricks, drips and cliques like crips / just saying, Best be careful what you pray on fam / Cause if you get it, that shit can weight more than kilograms / The pressures from shamiest scams of the glam, Is it worth your mental freedom when you feel stuck in a can? / What’s your sanity worth?! I’m asking what’s your sanity worth? What’s your sanity worth?!