INTRO
Fact:
Not everyone is going to like you, Despite you
givin' EVERYTHING you've given em.
And for the ones that fall into this category...
the ones that said: Better luck 'next time'...Listen in.
Still I try to stay positive;
In this "so called life"
No matter how lost it gets;
So clear how unclear
The reason being...of y I'm here;
Had it figured out
Now appears a whole new frontier;

VERSE
Split in half, missin that,
Written plan, spittin raps;
Trust religion as, our lord
In heaven Gives his wrath;
This is wack! This is life,
Same struggle different day;
…so much trouble
Stayn humble Within pain;
It's insane
but to let messages I've been sayng; conveying, To be in vain, would be inane, It ain't; ME…
Can I endure
Or enDEAVOR N LIFT;
Get up! Chin up! Bcuz
I'm BETTER THAN THIS!
Next time!
I'mma spit the best rhyme!
Impress my,
Audience's interest by
My energy, entering
Through the guests' minds!
Next time! There
won't have to be a next time!
My flow's tightened!
Wrath of this titan's like an exercise;
Leap of faith!
Nest is high! like next to sky!
Sometimes u have to fall
Til u learn to fly;
Sometimes u lose it all
To learn to survive;
Realized my life,
Was only missin ME;
Regret plenty,
But Wouldn't live it differently;
If past struggles changed
The TRIUMPH WOULD-BE Buffed;
So I'mma push myself
Til I-UM GOOD-E NUFF…

BRIDGE
Fact:
Not everyone is going to love you.
Even after the heart you expose to them…but can't dispose of them…
Still I try to stay positive…
To these so called judges
No matter how incogitive;
Had it figured out
Now unravelling via travelling;
Battling critics old n new
If they only knew…
How far I've come
And how much further
I need to go…

VERSE 2
I'm far from home,
My Rhymes Bombard ya dome
Martyrdom, started from;
The bottom of the food chain,
Not Two chains, or Wu Tang;
The new thang, …you crave,
Not too strange, I'm new age;
They said I, was too lame
n I wouldn't pass Dupage;
who stayed?
Who's fate…unfolded most?
I've made it to the golden coast
You still by Golden Oaks? It goes to show…
Doubts can consume…or CONstruct;
Can come True…or COMbust
It's UP TO…your CONduct;
One day I'll be the Fabled
Hip Hop practicioner;
Faballistic for now wit
Tip Top ambition yer;
Out of it…Thinkin
that I would quit, my consolin'
Brightens up lives
Better Than Edison's whole power grid;
In less than an hour kid
You'll feel my empowerment;
Bow yer head, to a higher power if
I were meant; to devour then,
Act fast…
Start-begging my flows miss;
Here comes the backlash
Sharpening my focus;
Rhymes split the sea
Like the staff of Moses;
Runnin to, cuttin through
stunnin you Like D. Rose did
No more sittin posted,
I'm gettin shows in; Go Ham
So damn explosive
I have been chosen.

OUTRO
(There won't be another Next time,
There won't be another me.)
So this is it…
…Follow my Lead.