I'm Just Getting Started...

I'm just getting started, I progress in my subconscious My confidence is alarming, it's echoing through the halls This the calm before I get talking, the smoke I've been waiting on and I got it, this more than just talking, not stopping, I got this So I will lose myself in the moment, squeeze it and hold it So just consider these minutes frozen The deep end keeps going and I won't stop A music box, but not boxed in, I got you beat, I am boxing Just left the theatre, CREED III, it was awesome! I'll let you breath, but for me, I must hold it Going so deep, enemy is my shoulder Look over to see that defeat has grown closer Don't lose hope or let go, it ain't over It's over for me if I feed the weak soldier But I got a dream that I'll leave the World bolder So I gotta lead, gonna see C-DOT bleed, on my knees, but at least there's a reason for me! There's a reason I am where I am in my life There's a plan, as I stand - phone in hand and I type Write in bed every night, with no pen, with no light Just my head till can get my hands on a mic But I trust it'll work if I work and I work And immerse all my hurt in these words till it's heard I'll go first as I verse what's defined as my worth Rest assured, I won't hide, this my life Wake up And get ready for work Sit on the edge of my bed as my head is testing my worth This ain't my purpose I'm sure of it, my internals observe That I'm a gifted kid who simply got bogged down in the herd I'm now in my shirt, the same one that I wear everyday Maroon but it fades from wearing it again and again It's crazy no stains have made a stay, my statement remains This ain't my purpose I'm sure of it I get dressed and I make my way Out my room door to the front door Open it, pause, and I question what for? I've made it my chore to only work short Hours at a part time job, funding each verse I won't settle in my shoes When I'm up against death, I cannot lose I don't really wanna wrestle with no fools I already got a head of one, that's cool But I won't ever run in the rat race You want to? Well, that's great But I'm living free I won't have no back breaks Fast brake, look out the windshield see how I do it U, fast break, that is what changes the fate of you, if can't ask, take That is a move you'll have to pursue and if you can't wait You may be doomed to a fate of blowing up to crash They want you to lose, let it add to fuel, move to smash hate Wake up, hit snooze and complain bout why they're in a bad place You got no business in theirs, you're on a different layer Peel and stare at em', help em' to become self aware Do I deserve it? To live off the words that I curate Just honest, I not here to bluff, true I've put so much work in A year for a verse on Dichotomy, probably still ain't enough I huff and I puff, the ruckus is stuck in the ones Who decide they are stuck in a rut, but lucky for us You ain't kick the bucket yet, you're not a puppet Get up and (get up and) (get up and) have fun! Do what you love, do what you can, do as you plan Knock off the rust, you're on the cusp See what you have, see what you lack Do what you (must) do what you must It's gonna be (tough) it's gonna be tough You're just getting started, the past has departed Just be who you're called to be, that is, that is enough