(jus a lil write lyric scribble idea to this hard ass beat to get some ideas for what to write over this, keep it up as always!) aye where do i start... looks like i started late, its already dark... what to do next, try to play my part... goin in circles, this aint no go kart... they said i cant hop these hurdles, so i carried em... alla the sstruggles i burried em... lookin deep into myself, the lessons im learnin em... cant say thats the easiest... but at least the path aint meaningless... i made sum outa nothin, now im flyin like Icarus, but they wanna see me reach the sun, jus cuz they curious, dont say thats support.. u only wanna hop on my wave, so when i fall, you abort, make the best outa what i can give u, call it the culture of the sport.. but bitch thats the difference between you and me.. the struggle climbs the family tree... im the one tryna make a difference, you jus tryna get your cut of the fee... just lemme be, i pray to god, im down on my knees, i pray for the best, where does that take me? guess thats part of the test... try not to stress, cuz what good is there if i try to guess, i try to do right, but I do em in triples, now thats a left... least i tried my best, all this good and evil, i just take a guess...