Birthdays of bullshit, nothin’ but candles and store bought,
Not blamin’ my mama, rather the society that’s harmin’,
Caught between a gun barrel and a metal wall, it’s alarmin’,
Had to conquer my karma, flip it ten times, cosmic hustlin’,

Cause I really started from the bottom,
Did a year on a blow up cot in a two room shack,
Back breaking, no friends, no family, just my girl
And my dreams, been balance beam walkin’ since a teen,

Got my hand on the pulse like an EMT on the scene,
Believin’ in a world where fiend’s don’t feed on friends,
Probably never gonna see, safe to say it’s sadder than tragedies,
They’ll probably get mad at me for how real I tend to be,

Truth is my bible, my rifle is fingers on this laptop,
On top since toddler sneakin’ meatballs out the crockpot,
Crackpots better get out my optic, need a spliff of pot,
Keep your brown, I keep it fresh like I pick the trees off the lot,

Only through willpower do you gain that power,
Climbin’ like I’m Cruise on an impossible mission, scaling skyscrapers,
Paper like a forest fire, always consumin’ but still growin’,
Owing nothin’ to no one, ‘cept ma famiglia,

For givin’ me that desire to always reach higher,
A liar, then a buyer, now a supplier,
That’s the order, follow like mortars right into your trench,
Watchin’, then you’re buggin’, retreat won’t be quenched,

It’s a mess tryin’ navigate this maze we call America,
Obstacles and hysteria surround ya like a barrier,
Gotta break out the box like dinosaurs in a cargo truck,
Pop the seal, crack the lock, find your way out the muck,

I disappear for a week or two like Batman to his cave for a few,
Ridin’ on a high wave that can’t collapse, been chosen by the blue,
Cause all of my younger days were spent in depression,
So now I’m overcoming, bought to topple all this oppression,

Messin’ with only what I know, got knowledge stuffed in,
I brought back the desire to find that mysterious wisdom,
My kingdom is built on love, I don’t need fear to show I’m tough,
Rough from the rumblin’ jungles up North, know it ain’t about luck,

Been workin', workin’,
Been groovin’, groovin’,
Been workin’, workin’,
Been groovin’, groovin’,

Know I got the plot deep in my mind’s depths,
Yanno I got the flow like aqueducts,
My product leaves ya awestruck, keep the auto tucked,
Cause the demon’s been lurkin’, waiting for a slip up,

Measure up to heights higher than all my family stacked,
But the ego’s in check, like I got balances, diplomatic,
I got an entire congress in my conscious,
Debatin’ the best outcome, we only pick the winning method,

Crush nugs, thwart thugs, dodge cops like we playing hide and seek,
Been known to beat adversaries even when the chance is fuckin’ bleek,
What can I say? Just dial the NSA, they know I’m a freak,
Walk on stilts on peaks with a fear of heights, can’t be locked in a keep,

I mean I can’t be kept, my brain is unbound and has endless depth, (I know, you JUST said it)
I fear nothing but what might make me feel fear, it’s weird,
Accept all that changes, except what you don’t want fadin’,
Parading into the night, clutchin’ a torch, leading the good fight,

Been workin', workin’,
Been groovin’, groovin’,
Been workin’, workin’,
Been groovin’, groovin’,