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Ain't no time for reminiscin', because yo I got a vision
Stadiums filled with eager fans, they all be shouting and cheering
For the barracuda, to come up on the stage
Delivering my rhymes with cadence and rage
Flip the page, of my book, let's turn to the next chapter
Of my ascension, we can look before and after
I was a depressed and angry kid, doing stupid shit
Now I'm nearly an adult with dreams and objectives
I was fourteen, smoking weed, busting faces open
But deep down, what I wanted was to find a coping
Mechanism, for all my stress and suffering
Constantly buffering, finding my purpose, from my origin
Born between the flats, in a state of struggle
As I was growing up, I was told not to fumble
And keep all my emotions locked within
But when it was time to let them out, I got to sin

I've got to grin now, seeing how it was before
I'm still in a loop where I'm just progressing from the floor
Never regressing, 'cause my demons just want more
Anger and disdain for those that I called bros
Times change, however I was unaware of that fact
When some people left from my side, now that's that
I've build my personality in solitude, it was wack
Living by myself, with my heart closed in a shack
But time passed, I grew comfortable with the thought
Of nothing being the same, so some time I bought
To just reflect and cry all of the tears out
Ironically they just refused to stream down
Looking at my past, sometimes I just want to blast
My own head, with a TEC, but now I'm above that
I ain't giving away my soul to not a single person
And I'm just glad I didn't need any damn hearses