(Verse 1) In this game I don't claim to be a veteran, Im just spittin lyrical Excedrin for brethren, medicine to keep your head from spinning when rappers mumble jargon, I fumble rhymes and start an arson burning ga**ed up heads and sparking light to brighten dark ends of the mind, now let it shine so we can all be the kerosene fearing no team man or human being are you believing? if I speak truth will I lose market share? cause its something the public wont digest in its ears? well I don't care. Im rolling on spares on the road surpa**ing obstacles thats there and I swear Ill hold down the fort like mayor as a temporary duty since my home aint here I said I swear I hold down the fort like mayor as a love for the people since my home aint here and its time... (verse 2) I feel like an alien outcast in a world so vast searching miles for my niche but lost in the mist so whats the answer to this... cause one always exists, with every question that hits and yeah, some hit like Tyson, hard to the jaw impairing your ability to answer at all leaving the question in awe cause we aint trying to fight back but if we're born with teeth we're born to bite back so I ask, how long does life lasts regardless of color or age can it go in a flash well in fact, it really only lasts a minute versus the infinite a concept too intricate for the intellect so some get intimate with earths filthiness where melodies are dark and humans are used as instruments where d** and booze are often abused best friends stab backs then wrap their arms around you where its true lives are driven by power and fame driven by s**, success, approval, and pain and for what? Nothings left when we're driven to graves just memories of the past, or a loved ones pain and its real whats seen today fades away but the unseens eternal so I cherish its stay the un-American way but I must maintain cause if I forfeit my soul, then whats been gained? (verse 3) So sometimes, I grab my pen and write rhymes my mind breathes when the ink flows into nighttime I plant seeds, and watch em grow into trees produce fruit from leaves and feed the people in need and thats the truth if that fruit is wealthy who cares if musics moving if the products unhealthy Im looking at the crowd for that one who felt me helping' me raise the bet on these cards God dealt me but still some doubt its worth pursuing we've all been given gifts so now how we going to use em Im on the outside looking in at the confusion I been there before swinging fists at those illusions now I fight the hands of time, with my might so my life can be seen as worthy in hindsight I clutch my mic tight and ponder the way reflecting back sometimes on this temporary stay but I won't get attached cause I know where home is and reach out to souls that are currently homeless cause some claim the earth and clown around till it hurts us in this circus a juggling act that makes me nervous maybe its entertaining when you look at its surface but step outside the ring and ask is it all worth it just step outside the ring and ask is it all worth it just step outside the ring on this temporary stay..