Were you born to be a boss,
or just work for one?

So lost inside a storm,
but the perfect one.

These verses run,
away from the 1st of months.

Bills are in the way of genuine workless fun,
but when the work is done, I’m left to my devices

Vices like some ****,
and everything that seems so **** exciting.

Igniting is the spark of curiosity
my velocity,
has got to be along the lines of something like hyp hop crisy.

Quite possibly,
everything you want to see,

open up your eyes and believe
achieve exactly who you want to be.

Do everything you can,
and he can do the rest.

In the hands of the most high,
if you seek success.

History is written one word at a time,

so I’m sprinting to the finish,
as I’m learning to fly.

People watch you ******* struggle,
start diverting their eyes.

Those claiming that they love you,
hurt the worst when it’s lies...

…no ones perfect, but try.