Staring at the ceiling then making
My book of rhymes
I rap about the truth and they always say
"It's borderline"
Tryna make a stab in history
Been sharpening my knife
This is input, my intro
A look into the mind of the young poet
Who was born and destined to be shined
Can I do this music sh** and feel completely satisfied ?
Metamorphosis
I'm like a bu*terfly
I was 15 when I finally realized I was able to
Capable
Of being recognized
I reckon you an*lyze
Before you criticize all my artwork
I'm the sun born alone on this
Good earth
I'm like a night-crawler
I report what I see then I get dollars
And the sh** that I see is what you can't fathom
And never can you ever define my pa**ion
And never can you ever design my fashion
Hold ' up
[Skit]
[Darius]
I don't know anymore. I think it's trash
[Draape]
Find some humility in your sh**
[Darius]
Nah nah man, they won't accept this dude
[Draape]
Look, I know your cousin died and it's really been slowing you down but you gotta make the ones you love proud
[Darius]
That's what I'm afraid of, I'm afraid of disappointing them
I'm very scared of that
[Draape]
Look - look. Just have f**ing faith dude