Walk of Fame
Staring out that window sill
Sittin on my seat
See im dustin that Nintendo still
Setting on repeat
Say I wanna leave a mark
But I got cement on my feet
Though my dreams are getting bigger
Not an intent that's concrete
Voices in my mind are alone
Yeah its desolate
I've been writing notes on my phone
For the fuck of it
I can sing an ode or a poem
For some leverage
Wishing they gon throw me a bone
Imma fetch on it
Lockin up my room
Hide the keys keep it separate
Open up my eyes
Try to look through the nothingness
Choking on my thoughts
See the breeze makes me suffocate
Praying to the gods
Take me up or make me relavant
But when my eyes are closed
I'm a king and I'm lovin it
Sittin on my throne
Like the romans who be runnin it
Rippin out my soul
Can't be sewn oh so intricate
But it hits again
And im back at it
Like a drop of rain in the sea
I feel irrelevant
Keep my head strong walk proud
Like an elephant
Fists are down chest out
Im the revenant
Yeah, back from the dead again
Do I live for myself or the other kids
Do I work for the poor or the fuckin rich
Do I fight in the war help the sufferin
For the love of it
For the love it
Riding on my debts another chance im sent again
Now im flyin my own fighter jet I never will descent
Future callin me im never lookin back again
Now its time to push my feet down lave a dent in that cement
Sittin on my seat
See im dustin that Nintendo still
Setting on repeat
Say I wanna leave a mark
But I got cement on my feet
Though my dreams are getting bigger
Not an intent that's concrete
Voices in my mind are alone
Yeah its desolate
I've been writing notes on my phone
For the fuck of it
I can sing an ode or a poem
For some leverage
Wishing they gon throw me a bone
Imma fetch on it
Lockin up my room
Hide the keys keep it separate
Open up my eyes
Try to look through the nothingness
Choking on my thoughts
See the breeze makes me suffocate
Praying to the gods
Take me up or make me relavant
But when my eyes are closed
I'm a king and I'm lovin it
Sittin on my throne
Like the romans who be runnin it
Rippin out my soul
Can't be sewn oh so intricate
But it hits again
And im back at it
Like a drop of rain in the sea
I feel irrelevant
Keep my head strong walk proud
Like an elephant
Fists are down chest out
Im the revenant
Yeah, back from the dead again
Do I live for myself or the other kids
Do I work for the poor or the fuckin rich
Do I fight in the war help the sufferin
For the love of it
For the love it
Riding on my debts another chance im sent again
Now im flyin my own fighter jet I never will descent
Future callin me im never lookin back again
Now its time to push my feet down lave a dent in that cement
Credits
Writer(s): Aanand Pandey
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