2009

4 am still grinding and I ain't gassin' out now I'm bangin' everyone out, quarantine can't keep me down I only come correct, I'll sleep when I'm Dead (Surely, they call your name) (It's okay, you're not that brave) Method to my madness, you follow them south I go against the grain, text me so I watch my mouth I won't be conformed or be contained So don't be late In the depths of epiphanies You better go in deep Find the release Release In a sad state We've come of age Bow out You've lost your way Now let me nod off in peace