Verse 1

Its been a long time the return is imminent

every time he's on the mic, he $$#erts with diligence
Absurd resilience, the first of millions
to concern civilians with the curse of brilliance

And its easy for him, his mind is a chamber
And everything within confined in its danger
Inside is a stranger that many just know not

Haunted by the place where the penniless throw rocks
Botox, people up in Beverly hills
Live a life they designed to eventually kill

They need to halt to a grind and essentially feel
The venom they spilled on earth with a heavenly chill
Many say they real the façade is weak though

Picks up a pen to massage his ego
Writes every rhyme with surprise and love
A cold heart holds out to the skies above



Verse 2


and everything about love he avoids it
She tried to find his heart but she left disappointed

Story untold, and it wont go further
Left the girl hurt like stone cold murder
Sorry, it wasn't his intention

His nature is one that holds no affection
Lately the sun has glowed his direction
Lately the world has grown his perception

Lately the path he chose is the question,
the answer, the lesson,the task and the blessing
Or maybe it's just false ambition

Wrapped up in his ego, his own admission
Who knows? what is certain is this:
Every line he doesn't write is a personal diss

To himself, so he works with surprise and love
A cold heart holds out to the skies above