I'm an artist, rap is my form of art
Gimme a pen and paper and watch as I artistically paint pictures with words
Call me Picasso with words.
My mind is a weapon, mouth a trigger of destruction
Every time I spit a rhyme it’s a massacre.
I deliver this punch lines in swift gears rapping rhymes you ain't never heard
It's a shame that most of y'all rappers need to stand on the mountain top to see my views
I'm a young man with a grown man mentality constantly man handling the struggles I got put on
I'm a dude with a conscious mind every step I take is calculated and risk free
I'm smart dude see unlike you I didn't bunk school now you hate because
I bank thousands and you bank hate
I never forget those who put me up and made the journey to success possible for a soldier
There ain't no gain without pain
Don't back down when you experience pain little man that just mean you getting it
Friendly advice to dudes on the come up
Develop back bone, stand on your own, be a man and provide for your family
Watch out for pretenders
Fake people waiting for you to trip and fall so they can stand tall besides you
With their smile behind the ear
Don't ditch your girl over some honey you met in the club with a short skirt and a pink lip
Dudes lose sight of what's real blinded by lust and fake emotions
Stay light on your feet homie this life is a race, an amazing race, to win, be first on the pit
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