Egotism (It Was Written Interlude)
The cycle of life pushed by evil pistons
Fuck your religion that’s just egotism
I’m smiling in spite my Spirit and Ego switching
Flying from my minds eye into my heart my soul is swimming
Out of body toes are twitching
Higher guides or subconscious wishes
I don’t know the difference
Dopamine my whole existence
My hope persistent
Grew from cold conditions
I don’t hold a grudge against it
My best guess why these kids are drug dependent
They witnessed horrendous visions co dependent
Hold your weapon
Shot like Cole Bennett
Cold and wintered like Cole just sent you
Fast forward and we sold all the venues
Our souls aren’t on the menu
This world ain’t heaven based off all we’ve been thru
Instrumented onto these instrumentals
It’s from my mental but my heart moved the pencil
When in hell this pen someone to vent to
Life now somewhat eventful
Not regretful
Cause ima blessed soul
Dopamine
Changed my credentials
Hopeless fiends
Still need essentials
Gonna need a Benz full
If tension stressful understand it’s fine to let go
It Was Written its best left told
Divine potential
I heard the beat and I knew I had to pounce on it
The herb competes with the words I preach for the most loud
Smoke an ounce of Chronic then the verse complete
Ironic how the Man On The Moon really trapped in a Ghost Town
All my lessons learnt now got me burnt out like when a roach found
I’m down to Earth
That’s why I try to approach clouds
Six hits got me on my slick shit
This misfit gettin the Bic lit
12 rolling deep
So take your rip quick
Cloud 112 in reach
Higher than murder statistics
I deserve my respect
You should’ve known you’d get your wig split
See I been making an imprint since I was an infant
Just another inkling
Third iris blinking
My mind is sinking but I stay afloat with these rhymes I’m thinking
Take the flow and polish it
Not all of it was politics
This pencil saved me from mental slavery
We needa grab it by the chains and abolish it
All it takes is acknowledgement to stop the shift
Educated without a scholarship
I’m varsity without the letterman
47 regimen
Just trynna get these letters in when I’m picking up the pen again
A convict behind bars
I’m handing out sentences
To keep it a hundred I don’t give a fuck about the Benjamins
I only feel paid when I take the page and light it up like I’m Edison
The wordplay be so menacing
Ain’t nobody better than the Warsaw veteran
Foresaw my brethren and I taking over
You gon feel this hits if you baked or sober
Getting cake till its over