[First Verse]
Let's go straight in direct no beatin' 'round the bush
Step correct don't f** it up like Bush
Hesitance nonexistent ain't no tush
I do what I say I do there ain't no “but's”
Like Jack bust out the box then bust the box
Native Americans call me Lone Wolf
I will cut you off if you a muthaf**in' fox
Get you out of my house like how Tim Howard blocks
When you wear doubters and leeches like socks
Doesn't matter if its just one that's enough to act a lock
Still negativity close to my design
There's trouble when imbalance between sweet sugar and sour lime
Ain't no one in the world can help you find
The truth you're lookin' for and you mos def won't find it in a rhyme
Here's a clue, look for and you'll search 'til end of time
Open the gift that's the present moment, allow the divine
[Chorus]
Every breath is a chance to break out the mold
Color over dull and express your shine
Even if we young moment we take form we old
Come with me and let's get out of our minds
A big ol' f** to what the system told
Afraid of the light, they tryna' confine
Trust and act on your visions, way to be whole
Let's rebel by gettin' out of our minds
[Second Verse]
I feel these s**as tryna' take control of my life
Momma's nature to worry but she got my side
The different thing about me is I thrive not just survive
Rather chrome to the dome than a f**in' 9 to 5
Rather ten hours in the studio
Then one of someone bossin' what to do
If there's something else you'd rather do then do
A short life filled with doing what you love is better
Than a long life of doing what you hate
They wavin' money in your face
Will you take the bait?
Regress to good and you suffocate being great
Revive the true you asphyxiate the fake
Don't know 'bout you but I'd rather not waste time to fabricate
I got visions I wanna turn to physical reality
How can I do that if I'm under the slave mentality?
I don't give a f** what people think cause people don't think
Said Kanye, how can they when their souls down the sink?
Takin' bait of being paid sh** but just enough to have 'em crawl back for more
Dependent on a system that keeps their spirits low
Drained so they can't feel to grow
They rats racing in a maze where C.E.O.'s wear lab coats
So you see from this music I'm tryna' make a livin'
But when money rules, is this the kind of world I wanna live in?
I know I'll be fine by doing what I love
I'm content with alright, not concerned with below or above
[Chorus]