Hook:
I breathe for you now

yea you see
to the dark infested


hope of my kind

look inside past the guarded walls of hope


Verse 1:
I Got a lot a Hope to be one of the Best that Did It-
Crossin Over, Any Genre, Anything that's Best for Business!!..

Before you Judge Me Though, Sayin that I Sold-my-Soul-
Froz has always been a Hustla so you know that Golds-the-Goal!!..
Not a Thing-has-Changed, I'm just Tryna Bring-the-Rain-

Wash Away the Old, n Bring-in-Change for the Stinkin-Game!!..
Kuz it's Old-n-Rotten.. Rap is So-Forgotten..
From Raw Hip Hop, to that ish that Got Soulja-Poppin!!..

From Straight Raw to Straight Cut, now I'm So-Detoxin-
With,drawin from the Head, Noddin, so the Flow-Suboxone!!..
Or it's Methadone, You might Need Rosetta-Stone-

Just to Trans,late my Street Speech to Forever-Poems!!..
So I Can Write a Book, All about my Future-Hopes-
n You Can Re,alize my Metaphors Here was Usin-Dope!!...

... Not, To-Promote.. but it's In,fluential..
Pure Love for the Music, so I'm Quin,tessential!!


Hook:

Verse 2:

All I Know is That, I am So A,heeaadd-
While Yall Wakin Up, I am, Goin to, Beeedd!!...
... Psyche.. I Do this All Day n Night-

Never Rest so My Sight, Sens,i,tive to the Light!!...
... N I'm Bright, so I Can't Close-my-Eyes-
Fightin Sleep, or it Blinds, Yet I Flow, So-Alive-Froz-a-Try-

kuz I Can.. n my Will is Im,measurable-
So my Hopes Come to Fru,ition.. In,edible!!...
What's Left is I Write Legible-Bars-

That, Shine, like, Filaments wit Electrical-Charge!! UH!!..
Kuz I'm Tryna Shed Some Light, on the Sub,ject...
Without Hope, you Livin Life, like.. What's-Next?...

Always Thinkin Grass is Greener Every,where Else-
Don't Take Care the Lawn, n it is, I'm Just Tryna Help!!..
So Take them Old, Tools, Outta that Wood,sheed-

Kuz Makin Moves for ya Self, Starts wit a Foot,steep!!