Note to Self

I'll take some time to write a note to myself I feel that every single day that I'm focused on wealth I'm hopeless in hell, I cannot control what they sell And if I ever want to make it, it's with jokes and a pill I smoke and I chill, I ain't about the drugs or money Fuckin' scummy bums are comin' out of the slums like they want something from me Pushing music daily, the mix is coming monthly I could make a masterpiece out of something ugly If you play your music, turn it down, Embrace the views I've heard about I came into my favourite crew and statements move from word of mouth A turn around of motivation, focused, waiting Foldin' pages, tucked into my pocket for them broken days when Nothing could get any worse with over due rent I'd give my two cents, but I'd need a penny first There's plenty hurt that lays beneath of these lines I'm speaking my mind, these people can't believe what I've tried Like, I've stressed, I sweat, I've bleed and I've cried But demons inside and free and now I'm free of the bind Ain't holding me back, I'm focused to unload the attack That's wrote in my pad, my notebook is a poisonous trap Never sleepin' on the grind, pen I'm keepin on my side Eventually the sun will rise and then I'll sleep another night Enemies are on the rise, a lot of guys focus hate No debate, we can't let that negative procreate This life we live is like a gift it's like as if it's more than great An open space, we can pick our paths and which doors we take I'm sorta late to where the fortune stays But on my journey, I'm looking for something more than fame Well, there's smoke in their eyes and they're caught in a daze Don't know how much more I can take They're focused on the lies and they're lost in a maze But I'm exploring the space There's smoke in their eyes and they're caught in a daze Don't know how much more I can take They're focused on the lies and they're lost in a maze But I'm exploring the space I take a look around as I'm searching for a purpose Writing verses out in cursive, every person makes me nervous I don't know their motive, flowing like a locomotive Soul is of a broken poet, molded it so I can hold it I fold it up and then I stashed it in my wallet Put it back into my pocket, an immaculate deposit The past is not forgotten but it's trash and it is rotten Working past it, you will find what you imagined is a problem You're stressin' and you think it's only in your head You drink and smokin' cigarettes, then blink and holy shit you're dead A different type of threat is if you've been depressed In your bed, never getting out but never getting rest You can't enjoy the highs without the lows So it's time to let it go, stop denying what you know Don't fight the current, start riding with the flow If you're vibing in the low, you've got time to join the show It's all love and it's coming from the heart Put your past to an end, build something from the start Keep that head strong through the troubles you embark This note to myself is an ode to my heart Well, there's smoke in their eyes and they're caught in a daze Don't know how much more I can take They're focused on the lies and they're lost in a maze But I'm exploring the space There's smoke in their eyes and they're caught in a daze Don't know how much more I can take They're focused on the lies and they're lost in a maze But I'm exploring the space