In Time

See I could tell you about the places that I be at And the memories I bring back All the pats on my back and how I nonchalant react How my friends think I'm a star and how they often play me back All the love that I've been shown and how I plan to pay it back Religious stare at the moon and how I see myself in that Days with only half to give and I would still give you that I still give you that, I would never hold anything back See I could cry about my lack Or I could sell it, make a stack Couldn't tell you about flipping packs But I could flip a couple of samples Add some drums and make a track Like I was VMA Kanye, snatch the mic and spit some facts How it used to be so pure but now I need 'em to react And that is my drug in fact My shame filled battery pack and it's dangers that I attract That not strangely still attack Oh I'm barely still intact My higher self interact, intervenes but is out of touch Clipped his wings in a rush, reality can be harsh Rough Yeah I wear my heart on my sleeve I meditate on melodies and put these beats on repeat I reach, the depths of my soul and I hope they repeat Deep immaculate speech when I put this pen to this sheet A blessed hand and its young handler In the absence of light a candle In the form of this young handsome, gifted and non standard That often wanders, abandoned ideal and safe for canvas Anticipating the pan out to be everything that I planned out The sky is the limit But the moon is where I've landed, I'm powerful beyond imagining A vessel for this higher power that I have been tasked with channelling Beyond mere mortal challenges But my soul is my talisman And my goals are all valid I've been chosen since Adam and Eve walked Though kings and queens Swords, through the guillotine and wars And my people being bought To this freedom or so we thought The modern media poison I'm Magnus, I am chosen Yeah In a story as old as time The underdog about to retire finds his spark And his fire is reignited He survives another night in the wild He wakes, he thought he'd die Overnight his stars aligned Tears run down from his eyes Cheeks stained, oh but his smile centre stage And for a while Can't help but dance around on the earth, the dirt, the ground And words he's yet to find to expound the joy he's found He worked and with a smile for years And many a time for no perks But looks at God It was worth the nights he cried And the mornings he woke up tired But an off day couldn't fly And often he'd recite in the mirror for his inner child The words he had written down Should the day finally come Where his work is recognized And that gold coveted prize is awarded in front of thousands Ovation, the whole crowd on their feet and he bows Gives thanks, looks at the sky And his story is complete now Yeah