now were dealing with the hate and stress from the friends
the pretends trying to make dividends
in the rap game yeh im tryna make it far

i got my pen and pad but its leaveing me with scars
the new heart its been ripped out and crushed
the game is mine but im leaving it untouched

ive been rushed turned over and judged
im back to kill the game the beats bodied and clutched
brushed it of the moment is mine

saver every little second yeh my moment for life
im feeling the strife ive got the thrive kill it and wine
rapping every single day the feeling is fine

got a mental giant playing inside of me
like its riding me breaking out tryna get free
tearing me from the inside out

its killing me from the inside with out a doubt
caculate the south GPS new route
found my own path now im ready to sprout

to the top shoot up from the bean like jack
once im up there go to sleep have nap