Golden

I can see the clouds move closer, I can see this shit ain't over
It has always been on my shoulder
But for once in my life I know I'll be sober
I'll make it, one way or another
I've baked so much in this slumber
But I found something, the start of summer
In 2017 I found her, my love for
Music self realization tool, creative fool making beat in school
Homework due, past due never turned in too
I kinda regret it and I kind of don't
For it saved who I am today, laid in my own pace
Music in my words, is ways to paint my pain
On this canvas I see stuff, snuffed up from deep thoughts
Lost loves and mean fucks, I couldn't keep my peace up
And now I put this piece up, to please my peanut
At least I got away this time, might stay away this time
A cop couldn't see, I was in this deep
Might have a second chance to leave this behind
And imma take that shit and run a thousand miles

I can see the clouds move further away
I lift the grey weight, and painted my day to day
Golden, cause this mic I'm holding, and this life I'm molding
Probs to Mike for holding on.
So I can see the sun, I see the light that shines when I reap the mic
It feels right, everytime the music redefines why I
Love the way of life
Cause I walked the path covered in shit, the talk is colored by it so
I pause for a bit, to catch what got lost in the pit
Imma raise myself from these ashes that buried me
Raise a glass for the man that is rolling deep
Chase the past, you might crash but I disagree
You'll find who you was, at last and you can finally
Be free from chains, change up the game
And fuck up the frames they framed for me
Sigh when they say, that god gave your way
No way I made the guy I wanna be
I had to bleed to make it flow, I had to leave to make it go
Climb steep or take the boat, leap or reap the glow
Six feet in snow, to cheap a scope to keep control
I was in to deep too deep, to sweep the blow
Somehow I saved my soul, and now I make it show
Yeah (Shit)