INTRO
Yo…
This is the last chapter.
Only you decide what comes after.
Stoicism

VERSE
This is my epilogue
Don't want to end it wrong;
Sorry if, This,
Isn't an epic song;
What doesn't kill you Leaves you
2 eventful choices;
You forgive or embark
On a vengeful voyage;

BREAK
…That's
…Stoicism.
(Repeat x2)

VERSE 2
Evaluation on values wasted,
From paths you've taken;
Came from so little like
premature ejaculation;
Negative balance…
In ya bank account;
You're Finally paid but
It's the same amount;
Confide in this mic
…Can write N just write;
…Take pride in this fight
Describe what it's like;
Leavin' home behind, to find
…A way to save it;
Thinkin' of all those faces,
Is why you have to make it;

BREAK 2
…That's
…Stoicism.
You feel me don't-cha?
You see me don't-cha?!
If you hear me, then clearly
This is our culture.

VERSE 3
Havin' the drive, but no ride
To drive you there;
Havin' time to shine, but no eyes
To find you there;
Go to bed defeated Sleep in,
then rise again;
Cause even though you're bruised up
You suit up to fight again!
Painful lessons
Age old questions;
Would you still exist If ya
Saved those restin';
Would you doom your family,
To a life of poverty;
To thwart an old tragedy
Which would be most honorably?!
Buildin' your career
From the pavement up;
Aimin' up, Ain't give up,
from the strain, slip up;
And it would've came crashin' down
On your damn face;
What keeps you constructin'
From nothin', is your fan base;

BREAK 3
…That's
…Stoicism.
…
You feel me don't-cha?
You see me don't-cha?!
If you hear me, then clearly
This is our culture.

VERSE 4
Workin' for low wage
Payin' to live;
Next week's check's toward a
Day in the biz;
Cause you love the music
More than life itself;
Money will come, though all it's brung is hell;
[So ya run n sell
Your struggle to;]
(Strangers...
Can I trouble you;)
{Please hear this song
Don't fear if long;}
{[I hope those closed
Up Ears are strong;]}
Havin' so much to say
My Words could bury 'em;
Sharing 'em, but my lyrics
I guess don't bare Enough;
First y'all believed in me
Next y'all followed me;
Hollowed me out Allowing me
to document how low we;
Drop down
Before we rise from depression;
Rise from the pressure
Rise from oppression;
We need more connection?!
I'll connect to poor reception;
I'm from your recession
But I'll honor your perception;
My endurance of pain
…My endeavorment;
the end's nearing To be Endearing's all I ever ment;
Sick from holdin in feelings
I showed em for ya'll;
If this was all for nothing
I guess I'm nothing for all.

…THAT'S Stoicism.

VERSE 5
But I won't rest here!
if my words do fall on deaf ears;
After I've spent years
On making my flow Per-fect here's!
When I Shift
to tenth gear;
(Whether-from-heaven-or-hell I'm sent here!)
I've cried blood!
Y'all wept tears!
I have no rug
For swept fears;
Or doubts, that surround from the rhymes that I spout at the crowds;
Making my rounds!
Til I'm found, profound
But there's just something
I'm NOT understandin';
Did you wanna sell out
or a stand in?
True Hip Hop, I will not, abandon;
I'm a bandit,
Who be Snatchin;
Anything wit scratches,
808's, Boom bap's n;
Commandeer
Any tracks then;
Purge, kill a verse
Wit a fourth degree burn
When I'm rappin';
Set fires to any
band wagons;
For Shitty ass labels
Who be Handin'; out more
Counterfeit G's
Than Red Dragon;
Bet you can't imagine
All the gas n,
Fans wit, fading passion
I've had to ration;
For 5 minute interactions
With scouts from def jam n
Then Travelin'; 2!!
thousand miles
Havin'...nothing happen,
Killin' my dreams
and fantasies;
Then of course our families;
Think wanting to rap-is
Bad habit or a damn disease;
So I'll be damned if These!
Fucks think
we're all the same;
Want "all the hoe's" n
"all the fame";
The "Amber Roses",
All the K's;
Kim Khloe Kourtney,
Don't support me;
Just deport me
Like I'm not a fuckin' citizen;
"This spic is in
SANE Thinkin' that he's fittin' in;"
To Failure? I ain't givin' in!
My pride resists your pillagin';
You devils keep on fiddlin';
The stages I be hittin' em;
The Critics baby sittin' em;
Spinnin' em n splittin' em
With Every line I'm spittin' 'em;
Like I'm titties jigglin'
Or Loonies off the Ritalin;
Just Keep me in your visions N,
I'm already Figurin';
When the GAME
gets sickenin';
The Ear buds you be stickin' in;
will become
imprisonment;
Your Patience will be sizzilin';
Like Gotham you'll be signalin',
I pray you really
Listen when
You're Putting
Stoicism in.

OUTRO
Now let's see how y'all feelin'...
(Opens Door and exits booth)