Blade Talk

I came in inking to these pages had it planned out I felt the inspiration never needed handouts It's temporary if you loosen up your grip Go from dropping so much shit To feel the inspiration ran out I came in strong till my Palm started cramping Now a nigga so stranded motivational bandits If you let them in your circle got to angle out your vision When they see you striving high they'll be always under-standing And what I mean is they'll be always under planing From sun down to sun up but your downfall is abandoned Dodging obstacles your vision clearer then a Canon Jump the hurdle so high you don't see yourself landing But that feeling only last you for so long If you let the demons numb you rob you from another song This the journey that I purposely swerved in Changes to my plan needed time for conversions So much hidden drops didn't want them heard yet I hit the biggest block swear I had no verse left All intentional the road stay paving for you Focus and dedication these elements will save it for you The booth is my village, my home, and my passion Chose to chase it right even if no checks cashing Breaking bread with the fam even when I'm pocketing tappin Had a goal set but rather make shit everlasting