Sometimes it makes me wonder how the jungle is so shallow but we never touched the bottom, our shadows did, I have the perfect picture frame for an artist that's been working the hardest, paint this portrait, you will make it big regardless, we're young brothers caught in the mist, though we're living the life, I'd pay somebody that could show me how it is, you know we come a dime a dozen, loving us some dimes, though I see that he has tens of bad ******* acting ugly to him, now I would give it to him if this ceases, he'll get his power back cause now his tolerance is used as weakness, maybe we both- gotta travel to a place where we're fortunate our fortunes breaks it down for us, learn to break bread, investing cause it humbles breadwinners, I set the music for the ride and it's tropical tunes, cause I forget where I was at but still the topic resumes, we were in a cold place melting cold hearts, talking bout what we're gonna do when they're warm enough to chill, trust the ride, trust the vibes and the cool thrill, the blood, sweat and tears will evaporate with skill.