The Craft

Life finally feels worth it Privately found my purpose Silently time to start working I'm certain, this is the life for me Merking my purpose righteously Vibrantly writing pulsing with life Exciting I've Decided to try this time Something I like, base thumping I'm hyped Jumping to fight for the light I'm in love with the art, the craft, rap I'm in the zone, spitting these flows Feel it's all that I have, facts Look it, I found my knack, nerveless Book it, no turning back, worthless Took it, any job but rap is wack, purpose It's my passion, don't care the deck is stacked I'm all in with the tracks I'm rapping Mamba mentality dominating the enemy Giving rap my all Spirit died down the wrong road, fell hard, then god calls Said, you rap, I exist, stop feeling sorry for yourself kid Your lucky number is 6 Work hard you'll see your dream will happen I feel your not real I'm imagining God tackling choice I'm grappling Matter fact a divine voice is baffling Absolutely I am factually chatting the man Backing his masterful plan Snapping on tracks I'm a fan Jesus Christ I'm a Jew, that's cool Word to father God heard, you are too Thank you, for coming through, had no clue You're true, I follow cues, my faith glue, a lead woo I gotta pursue Scary past yelling at pads in my room In the psych ward at the cell guard too Stuck in a psychotic loop Mind sicker than a demonic group Yelling illusions at a wall like I'm the joker but this ain't a joke at all Manic ill brain stuck frantically deluded panicking over a new obstacle Insane brain damage hardly managing to be my true self at all Bi polar disorder we didn't know that, too bad Sleeping all day, sent me to rehab, bye dad Please give me Latuda I need that, I'm sad Weed not a issue I was real mad Seven years, serious depression My psyche spinning, no purposeful direction Many fears, delirious regression Psychotic thinking, a worthless connection Don't come down, keep the door shut, I'm nuts I'm not proud, give no fucks, fat gut This basement feels cold like my soul so leave me there In deep despair a sea of pee in bottles, everywhere, cuz I don't care Sleep till I die, giving up, dead inside When a dim light shined, Carl stop this and try So I did try, thought growing weed was meant for me Then I realized, what God said to be Then I devised, a plan of passion rapping to get cream And make my dream happen Fifa and Madden a distraction I'm mad and making amends with my past and It don't magically happen Go after it capture it actually take action After I heard Eminems legacy, the goat I mean Or the boat, I wrote, bout big bad bullies Birdman thirst on, word man first song I can do this I feel calm Mic in my palm Commit to rap and move on Never settle rebel level up pushing the peddle To the end of its lever trying to be better Cuz I never settle ever!