[Verse 1: John Regan]
They say that time is money and money is time
If that's true, then I do lose of mine
From hard times to paradise
It's like I gambled life on a pair of dice – twice
Cus like even if I win
I need to double down then throw ‘em again
Dealt a two-seven - off-suit – all in
I win – then bet red – and watch the ball spin
Then I watch it all end
My back's against the wall – I hope the wall bends
Cuz now I'm in debt to the days, I regret
There's no refund for the lost time I've spent
At the time, I meant to make it all better, wonder where it all went
Try to tell wifey I did it for my daughter
But my life was like an ATM that's out of order
I couldn't get anything out after everything I put in
Trying to get my foot in
Try to squeeze each limb
Just enough that my face peeked in and my arm reached in
It's 9:57
I'm a go 100% til the clock reach 10:00
I can feel my daughter's heart beatin'
I'm the captain of the ship, but when the water leaks in
I gotta change course cus the sea is deep
And I can't wait until it sinks to see if she swims
I can't wait til game over to see if we win
[Verse 2: John Regan]
It's like – every other day
I see every other rapper make it every other way
But my way's like a highway
But instead of parallel, it got me going sideways
Got me flowing odd ways – doing things that I never did
The 500 pound, pink elephant
Is a rapper's never-ending battle to stay relevant
Doing things that normally would be out of his element - ooh
Things that he was never meant to
When the rent's due, gotta put away the pencil
Put the rhymes aside
Because my nine to five'll
Feed my family faster than an instrumental
(faster than potential) – now that's deep
But my daughter can't sleep on these scribbled on sheets of paper
No money for a bunny
But I promise that we'll celebrate Easter later
I gotta go pay these producers
Who are only hot cus of who they produced for
Cus that's how the game go
Me and MC Yo could have the same flow
And spit the same on a record
But if he has a big name on his record?
Then once they catch wind
DJ So-and-So gonn help him get spins
Then he starts charging for sixteens
And I'm back at the crib writing again
#Maybe I'm naïve, but I do believe that fans'll get it right in the end
So unless I have the contacts to contact an artist who already has a contract
And get him on tracks
Then it really wouldn't matter even if I was the single hottest rapper on wax?