(First Verse)
(this the...)
Intro to the outro
A lot has happened since my name became a Gaucho
And now I'm staring at this world kinda differently
But I control the soundtrack yeah the symphony
Is mine to perfect
I rhyme dialect
And I hope it send me to the moon sooner than a second
Pass by
I'll erect a dynasty and wreck it to its entirety if I don't see a rhyme or reason to keep it
The irony that I'm pushing for myself to pull it off
I hit a peak and then I plunge into a trough, but we bounce right back
Yeah just like that
Gotta look this in the eyes
And hope that it won't attack
And at first I look away it's a little too much
But hittin up LA will be comin' in clutch
Feeling like my brains gettin sore to the touch
But i gotta let it go
Yeah we gotta let it go

(Pre-Verse)
So hit the bud one time
Let it get you up so high
I'm working on breakin the silence
And I, I know I will


(Second Verse)
Maybe this isn't meant to be over slept on
Years pass, just more for me to reflect on
I look back at the past few months
Shit moves fast got totake it in every once
In a while
And capture the apiture with a Kodak
I'm not against shootin a future throwback
Just know that I manifested my note pad
Put the pen down pick the paper up and slow drag
And take a load off I'm tired of this
Was working for a GPA prior to this
And now I'm noticing that nobody will hire a kid
With a 3.3 that's why I'm writing fire to spit
Call it a back up plan
Im gonna rack up fans
And rock a stage for a wage
Odds stack up man
But, that's why we love it
Element of surprise, Eventide on the rise
Locked eyes on the summit