I hold it back, the people in it glued to it, I swear it’s dumb love because it cost but we still chose it, it’s the truest way to live it, rather honest than disloyal, I pray we judge by reasons cause these actions ain’t the soil,
It’s weighing tons keeping up with who’s in front, Never want be in shadows niggas live to be the one, add in kids and you got gumbo my nigga its never finished, I lost track running in circles then left things spinning
So I stay sprinting looking for guidance from only visions, See my zone outs as fruition I just make it my existence, all my role players got me so I fit in all they wishes, know a prayers just a question so accept all answers given
What is my mission? Getting my family whatever missing, for my three daughters making my presence something remembered, I aint make a grind start but ima make the grind end, turning time into a profit is the coldest plan to win.

