Maze

To the current reality pay attention
No validating his sentence
I walked the valley multiple times different lessons
In advance I'd advice someone to call the medic
Don't pay attention likely to end up where we headed, what?
Word son, likely to end up where we headed worst scenario is possible within our power
Swallow the pride the universe is on your side
Hanging by a string with the sea underneath
Hard workin like a slave barely making ends meet
Get torn, get torn to pieces by crocks
If you slip or retreat every step must watch
Carefully, easy to fall in the cracks of system
Set up that way for ones on a mission
Tempting to hit target
Make em fall then you miss em
Only way to win is look pass the appearance
Look pass the appearance
All the way through without a pass or a clearance
Only reason why he hasn't quit or finished
Cuz the power in his soul can't be killed or diminished
Too many clowns tryna pull you down
Reduce your feet to some inches
Up to them nah you gotta have your best interest in hand
Cuz they can care less about you fam
And your unfortunate predicament
Despite how rough shit is
I'm all rough like sand paper with maximum grit
And while we on it I'm against studying the manuscript
Cuz truth lies inward if you focus on it it communicates like texting
Bling bling, control my wages so imma stick to my bliss
That which brings forth happiness and all of it's faces
All together Imma find my way out of all of these mazes



Credits
Writer(s): Karanja Elliott
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