(Quiece Aziz)
I will go after everything god put in front of me
I am wonderfully made I am destined for greatness
I will change the world Lives will be changed
Cities will be changed I am proud of who I am
Everything they said I couldn’t do I will do
I will not let depression kill me
I way not let anxiety make me scared to dream
I will not let people stop me
No matter how hard it gets I will not quit!
When I can’t go no more, I will take one more step
When I fall, I will get back up when I am weak, I am strong
Because of him I live on!!!
(Un-Define)
Started in my mind translated to pen and page
Had to break my emotion’s out of my skulls cage
Guess you call that a concussion then I cough on beats
Making them sick, result of robitussin
No more fussing tell my story to inspire
Recorded in a letter elegant like a squire but I desire
To bring the darkness to light
Helps me cope with this type of depression I’m tryna fight
(this is the outro)
Yea now let me go off
Tryna make myself a name that’s how it seems
Some people I see in this life will attempt it by any means
Like making a scene, giving up morals and chasing clout
Only thing that matters the weight of the bank account
But in the end what does it really amount to
Stuck in a box that runs dry like an expired case of Elmer’s glue
Then you’re irrelevant thrown out and replaced
You was bound to dry up from the beginning man what a waste
This genre was intended for unity through expression of passion
Attraction to dapper became the rapper’s distraction
Check that last line talking ADD
Just like doing math we add up and spread positivity
Let’s get away from all the wordplay for a second get back on topic
I’m under pressure making decisions using reason and logic
Throwback to young Sinatra mixtape that’s very nostalgic
But any way I’m talking bout the wave of rap that so psychotic
Scheming out the diabolical plan to kill the game with finesse
Through an art like I’m Jackie Chan
I’m just tryna spit the lyrics out like the man
Got messages hidden deep like your in-box of spam
So many artists paint pictures for different reasons
Some of them stay real others change up like shifting seasons
Some spit it cold, give you chills like the wintertime
Some spit heat, hot 97 on that summer grind
Some just dial in in labels tryna receive a call
Others preach about their ups and downs like spring and fall
I’m just tryna give vision to everyone who feeling down
Loaded through the sound and lyrics that I install
Begins in 2012 but I was born in 99
By 2016 became like Melly, murder on my mind
Stressed out, anxious, sleepless and filled with rage
Sleeping on top a uncased and loaded 20 gauge
Never grew up on the street
Never thought that my family would be stalked
Prepped to wake up and take the safety off
Through the whole process I learned a valuable lesson
Peace is found in chaos, just trust in the God of Heaven!