I arrive with rage towards this world, it's the same era. I'm just unpacking what traces me and stabilizes my life and my voice. I write because I haven't learned? talk. Let's stay integrated. Either way, it's that or nothing, so let me do my thing. Impossible, I let it... I let it... I let it go.
I owe everything to rap, my life, my smile, my health, my freedom, my hope, the only outlet when I I felt bad, my path, my road, my way and if I'm not on site, it's because I have too many ruins, I want a change of scenery because the old one was bad. As much as you believe me, you don't understand anything? your eyes, as much as you don't see me true clando of the mic or Highness, I am what I am no better than another, no, I try the best to transcribe my feelings, you way, I can't live any other way. I line up my rhymes, even sometimes I think about nothing, I wonder if you will understand me when I proclaim that the world is for nothing. When am I referring? my strange experience, when I talk about my life or my ideas, because each of them revolts nakedly. I don't know how to do anything else, just to spit out my thoughts, that's all I have for rap so nothing can exempt me from it, I have no work, no talent. future without, no other passions, no other desires, yeah basically it's my life.
To be I'm wrong, to be I'm wrong, to be 'Be I'm dreaming, but I don't care, let me believe in my luck, 'Be I'm failing, 'Be I'm sleeping, 'Be I'm shitting, but I've so let me believe in my luck, let me believe in my luck, let me believe, let me believe, let me believe in my luck, you're I screw up, you're I'm sleeping, you're I'm shitting, but that's all I have, so let me believe in my shit luck.