Grace

I didn't have any options
You wouldn't know about it
I don't want to hear comments
A Trojan or Sozin I'm bringing down comets
I been waiting no need to be modest
Last thing I'm worried about is a problem
In the jungle with the panther's piranhas
Once I'm gone I'm gon be in Valhalla
Guess it's safe to say that I'm a product
Spending my patience in places I shouldn't be in
I dropped a dub and then got it again
Walk around with a few chips on my skin
Crown on my shoulder
World on my back it can't get any colder
Feeling like Erwin my burden a boulder
Only way that I can make it all worth it
Is living life as if I still was at Polton
Question the doubt never question the motive
Everyday suffering just to get closer
Half of my conscience say pick up the pace
Other half tell me I only get older
Victory's sweetest when you've never had it
And finally after years you get a taste
Somehow I never could shut up and listen
It worked out that I never could learn my place
Hard to be satisfied with what I see
Hard to accept it and move on with grace
Hard to believe I still got fight in me
Once it hits midnight I tried to escape
Even though they know you're meant to be great
Even though you can add more to your plate
Even though everything hadn't been nothing
What we wait for is always hard to say

Welcome to my world
Only thing here is a throne
Used to give my pearls
To motherfuckers who don't deserve a bone
Some say they may, they won't
Keep it one hundred cause most of em won't
I won't ask twice because they'll do what Chu won't

Parallel to where the pharaoh dwell
Crown gold skin caramel
Couldn't fold I ain't hear the bell
Came home with another tale
Bound by my retribution
Found no way to resolution
The only option is to be content
I'm not satisfied till my shadow can't contend
Part of me parted long ago
At this point I don't know what's left
Gave it all of me still it wants more
I'm sure that's called theft
How much more for death
How much longer till my breath
Is validated by objectivity my activity shows it can't
Fuck it though I'm still here
Pair of chukka lows with the fitted gear
It's another tier another far pier
Another long drive another faced fear
The clouds never cheer all I see is deer
When I see the mirror the light must be near
Calculated till it resonated that was ten years not adding up
Rather last than runner-up
Blood sweat tears in my cup
Eventually this all fades
It's a long day till the duty's done
Til then I got my crest heavy
My aim is high my sight is steady
My heritage is where the infinite is
I just hope that I'm ready