The use of pen and paper keeps track of me then and later
An abolute blueprint of what I think when my mind they encounter
Scientifics could dissect my mind timelessy
Wouldnt get as much out of me
Than an ill beat cause I rhyme easily
See, im from a place where killers dont wait for the sunset
Your entourage is primordial, you lose your tongue for a he said
Me I didnt grow with that lifestyle, mama feared the words your sons dead
Moved to a place where she cant wait for her sons rise and when hes paid
But, materialistic happyness is an illusion by the nation
People fear life without it, its like an unknown destination
Thats why I, wise enough, balls sized and tough im prizin love
Be a prisoner of my passion, how can I not rise above?
Life success should be personal, how can money define it all?
Born to see whos stacks grows the most tall and suicide when it falls?
Money is not detrimental per se
Except when you enjoying time depends on the dough per day
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