Look out, cause I feel better No vendetta when I stare in the mirror No hidden meaning between the letters I’m speaking clearer, not holding back You know I’m feeling myself over these tracks This confidence is like a landmine Limbs flying everywhere when I’m feeling fine You fucked up let me close to 30 Too late learning showing mercy Ha, I’m never planning on an exist Under 30k, riding the knife edge But I was counting on my blessings I’ll take my chances way I’m heading That inner critic getting older Still pressing weight down on my shoulders I’ve been working, getting bolder Tongue loose & speaking colder One more step, do this shit forever Fucking watch out, cause I’m feeling better I feel good, look better Funny what courage can do when you let it Don’t sweat it I don't drive cause I see how you do We all get where we're going, fuck my debut I’ve been getting through You say shit happens TO you I make shit happen for me, paying my dues Watch you drown in the shallow end of the emotional spectrum like a damn toddler, what I was I expecting So children want some drama Not wasting my time on this hill you want to die on Know the meaning of a deadline Waste my time, how you cross mine Got work ethic I can get behind With confidence dangerous combination, now I’m feeling fine Tired of primates talking apex From prime real estate apartments Woe is you and your inconvenience Rogan got you paranoid and sleepless Tired of taking that nice tone Been clearing my throat now for too long

You’re claiming your name? Drop it Your sense of ambition? You’ve lost it Sounding as tired as your topics Shopping no proxy for clock in Where is that kid that said “fuck it”? Paint on the page and bopping Know what the people are wanting? People to get fucking started Burning appendages What the fuck meant by this? Counting the words that I’ve written That shit is towering, I feel empowered Faces soured of poets that envy my hours Been slitting throats every flick of the wrist Fly over your head, but you get jist This mirror my favorite rappers on my list Yet still surprised that I am writing like this Not feeling enough Not touching my lust For greatness, face this calling my bluff But spilling my guts Might keep me in touch But fuck, let me just show now what I’ve got Pulse on the rhythm, production I’m killing And tapping this feeling And writing it down I know this shits coming round Sideways glances Not taking no chances with this Blood on the page till dying day Placing no bets on a gift, I persist I’ve been rigging the numbers, no risk I’ve been showing up I’ve been showing up Watching you sleeping through missing your shots’ But fuck it, catch me when convenient I’ll still be feeling, believing this I’m peeking my life and I’m seeing the meaning when writing it down I’m writing it down I know this shits coming round

Man, I got a feeling Living by it, man that’s how I’m doing Keeping my eyes now to horizons Oh, I’d rather be dreaming Color me just a little jealous I wanna feel a little zealous But this shit’s a fucking mess All that fear, I can smell it And it’s tainting on your image Got the truth? Ah man what a vision I’ve been looking and I see the timid Who’s got the answer? Fuck selling it Bundle up with your goddamn supplements World all chaos, yeah we’re living it By all means, let's try to understand But we can’t expect no complete answers And fuck yeah dude, I’ve been looking Ear to the ground, eye to the seeking Too many anxious nights at the ceiling So I think that I’m getting that feeling Lately I've had a feeling That maybe I've been dreaming Rubbing my eyes watch you moving Finding the rippling waves so soothing We’re the bodies just making up the tide Let it flow, let it flow, let it go, let it go I feel off, though I've been eating well Drinking enough so you never could tell Lately I've had a feeling I hope to god it’s just a feeling

Been questioning your focus This talk of being chosen Did you notice? You’re going around in circles Leaping the bodies as hurdles Talk of work hard a joke on watch from the side and choke On the “get yours” neurosis You’ve got blood on your hands? Say “it’s me or them” Right, right I’ve heard that You can keep that Yeah, right, right That’s all you’ll have There’s something alive in me Been meaning in getting it seen I hope it’s surviving me I hope that’s it making a name I hope it’s not fearing the grave I hope we’re not feeling the same I hope that’s is staking a claim Hands together to pray Desperately hoping that we’re meeting one day But now it is walking on me It’s looking to challenge and looking to feed I don’t think you’re ready You’re looking unsteady I’ve been playing host and it’s getting heavy Shedding my previous form, my old ways It’s time to embody Lumbering, stumbling over my shit Losing my grip on reality Letting my eyes shift down to the blood as it drips from my glove tips Was sick as a kid at the status But now I’m just learning the habits Playing the games with baddest Putting blood lust into practice This shit’s not a rental I’ve been eyeing potentials And watching you dropping your principles In print I'm an acrobatic With a flare of dramatic Put down for the public While you just “Get yours” and panic

I've been eyeing these kingdoms, think I can do better But what? Expect to topple walls with these open letters? Bitter flavors in the back of the mouth when I think to what I've written about All these poets and dreams Feel coming on a vendetta When I stare in the mirror A feeling much stronger Than felt for empires or kings Watch the flow under the bridge And myself washing away with it Letting myself just feel the world turning Hold my head as I swallow my tongue Say this this shit as long there is no follow up Alright? Alright. Alright? Keep on getting it down Keep on getting it down Pen & paper terrain shaker Topsoil and surface ripple translator No imprint in the clay, Hemingway Rolling in his grave for the waste of space Takes for me to say anything At all I haul tombs & teetering folios I scrawl my worst fears & plans I stall I feel my downfall coming on Tripping on these pages that I’ve been musing on I’ve been bleeding the page From this comfortable chair showing my age I’ve been throwing phrases, hearing them back From the wall paper, watching it crack

This is product of my environment Why it's sunshine and deathly silence Putting my feet up coasting My own reflection island Pick and choose a few statistics Load up replays. the matrix I’m bored as hell, I’m scared as hell Need some theatrics Need a little drama So I’m reaching What you needing? I’m still breathing Counting sheep but Never sleeping Live in deprivation So I’m seeing What I’m needing Be believing Just taking the edge off, uh Just taking the edge off, huh I’m bored as hell, I’m scared as hell These are non sequiturs, unconnected Frail ego, power unchecked Human nature, self respect Fear unknown, what comes next? Scared running, falsely led Tired heart, empty bed Tired heart, empty bed Feeling that myself for the record Feeling that myself for the record Now that’s a feeling I recognize Now that’s a beat and a the rhythm I recognize Now that’s a pause in the rhythm I recognize Now that’s a heart I recognize Now that’s a heart I recognize Now that’s a face I recognize Now that’s a heart I recognize Fire, flames in the passage How can we manage? Just keeping our distance While we watch for the madness This all to an up-rise? Expected some savage Some lights camera action Some devotion and damage Sounding like a damn church Hanging on words Spinning that verse Sounding rehearsed Gaslight a caged bird Tell it’s a canary in the coal mine But in truth they’re the gold mine