For the Legacy

I'm trying to make a legacy
I'm trying to take it all in me
I'm trying to figure out all of what my head is speaking

I don't really care what you think of
Me, got less friends a lot of enemies
I just wanna leave a legacy, My life's dependent on it heavily
Why do you ask
I don't even know but I'm not the guy who'd do it for the show
Even though I'm slow I keep walking
Even though I'm hurt I keep crawling
That shit is life, that shit life, most of my peers wait for my demise
Every single day I go out and I grind
Thought I was early but really I'm behind
Really maybe I'm foolish like a human all we do is live in delusion
Slave to the goal of chasing freedom
Like I'm living on the needle like a demon
The Lifestyle not really supportin' my
Psyche, everybody wanna be a fuckin' ivy
Plans on growing trees looks so dicy
But shit is fine we can wait for Friday
Everyday I'm sold but this's my day, my life is a tragic how dramatic
I was wishing for a magic even praying feels plastic how drastic

I'm trying to make a legacy
I'm trying to take it all in me
I'm trying to figure out all of what my head is speaking

I'm trying to make it trying to fake fuck trying I'm
Tired what is like to be famous I'm tired of being anxious
I'm sorry but all you motherfuckers
Are getting on my nerves I'm impatient
In the basement I have been trapped the taste and sweat on dirt feels
Like some fight club was there the fear as I enter interfere my inner
Aura in the entrance I saw a my body crippled in a corner with
Bruises bleeding excuses usually from my past whatever I have been
Through like bullet shells in bone fused
Rotten and melted screwed and a lose skin is over
The scene was graphic so I designed in my rhymes to put it
Family found me sick of spitting bars i have become alcoholic but
Never been there to spit bars at shows that
Would make me spit dope that's what they call it

Dropped dead in space what's the day and age
Really gotta unlock a different page and phase
I've been waiting but gaining and fuckin' doin' my shit
I've been chillin' and spittin' and fuckin' sitting in my crib
I've been sleeping but feeling and thinking about recent
Dealings you keep making and faking that shit is not so appealing
Ads going hard I don't know where to start
Gotta lot of thought Imma keep my mouth shut
I'm growing through this life like a fuckin'
Samurai I never shy gotta standby for the third eye
Peepin' in the future is really my shit
Predictions I can make which you'll never admit
Bring me my mask gotta put a face I'm
Sitting all days working for better days
I'm training and braining and also caring and
Studying, reading in the library money is the game
I'm a fuckin' a ronin so I fight inspite
Of the wrong and right in search of the light
No matter the height truth matters regardless if it's colour or white
I'm still going though, I'm not sure
If I'm really keeping cool that's not cure
Tyna' fix myself, that's my life, I don't know how to flow, but I dive

I'm trying to make a legacy
I'm trying to take it all in me
I'm trying to figure out all of what my head is speaking



Credits
Writer(s): Utkarsh Kumar Singh
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