Yea i take a breath,
look back at my past,
but it seems like its contrasted,

i'm still spittin cuz i havent mastered
this rap %#@!,
real rap isnt about click clack %#@!,

it's about life and emotions, broken moments,
a real devotion,
everyone else talkin about smokin %#@! up,

blow blow pass,
when you can help someone else thats shattered like glass,
$#&@ the fakes ,

yea come back aftermath,
bring back the wrath, the emotions,
life storys and lessons, give these

people the good messages and impressions,
cuz now rap has no essence,
its dieing without question, yea EM,

tell em words are weapons,
Take a stand, and take their hand,
i need as much help as i can,

im saying this cuz maybe
theirs another stan,
and also your the reason i began,

now tell em they can fight through the storm no matter the weather,
they can get out of the cellar no matter the pressure
or no matter the measures if they put forth the effort,

just keep going cause its for the better,