had a way then
Losing it all on my own
I had a heart then

But the queen has been overthrown
And I'm not sleeping now
The dark is too hard to beat

And I'm not keeping up
The strength I need to push me
You show the lights that stop me, turn to stone

You shine it when I'm alone
And so I tell myself that I'll be strong
And dreaming when they're gone

Cause they're calling, calling, calling me home
Calling, calling, calling home
You show the lights that stop me, turn to stone

You shine it when I'm alone

This is just my lightwork waiting til November comes then you'll see my tight work don't know what the flight's worth, they say my heads up in the sky and wonder when I'll find earth. But I've been grounded through this climb my verses are reminders. Look inside my binders that's a look into the future that's because when I write words I am writing for the youth and I write them to be truthful so do not be insulted if I spit too real for you I intend to get results if I elicit a reaction then I guess I've done my job. I want to get inside your ears just like a cotton swab. Here's acute tip: never turn to lies cause you'll miss out on reality and life will pass you by. Breezy all week not just on a Wednesday listen to my bars and everybody's friends say he ain't well produced; yeah, you don't stand a chance, kid but I still live strong just like my buddy Lance did. Life can be so rancid all they really want from music is a simple dance mix real music's endangered just like the praying mantis. Who still has their senses we should take a census maybe we'll reach the consensus that people's common sense is missing like the sixth sense is don't know what they're talking bout but still but their two cents in. All I'm asking for is your undivided attention, is that too much to ask I just want somebody to listen.