[Intro: The Enlightened]
The story's the same
But you haven't heard it all
I'm going insane
But ain't going towards the fall

[Verse 1]
Told em imma make it
They ain't want me to prove it
If they really knew me they would know saying that I can't do it is only influencing
Me to do better
Studied this shit down to the letter
I ain't worried bout who next
Only worried bout doing my best
Dammit
Even if that means getting shit off my chest
No stress
More checks
Go west
No more feeling depressed
I ain't saying what I got, only stating what I want
Never understood the guys ain't living what they talk
Man, that's real for ya
Whatever works, I hope it get a deal for ya
No, seriously
And how that fucking works, man it's a mystery
So listen, see
Everybody dreams, grande o picante
I say, if I'll be the one to make it
Imma do it my way
Reminiscing walking in the hallways
I'm the same now
Don't give a fuck about what y'all say

[Bridge: The Enlightened]
The story's the same
But you haven't heard it all
I'm going insane
But ain't going towards the fall

[Bridge 2]
Got the passion of a million rappers wrapped up in one
Oh no, man I can't do this shit for fun
Tell you what, man I owe it to the city I'm from
Got the passion of a million rappers, come and get some

[Verse 2]
Ready or not
Must've forgot
That underneath
I'm still Samaad
That's deep, deep
Deeper than you'll prolly ever notice
Tryna picture what's ahead of me
Hoping I don't lose focus
I been toe to toe with myself for I don't know
A lotta years
Lotta tears brought me here
I guess I had a lotta peers
But not a lotta ears
When it all appears
I hope it's fucking obvious
That I'm this for way way more than dollar bills
Bothers me still
That y'all impressed by fake shit and not by the real
Well maybe if I was a clone I woulda been got a deal
They rap about a murder charge but the records showing "not enough kills"
How does it feel
Your whole life is right in front of you
The truth just got spilled
Million dollar ideas coming from my two cents
In my mind I'm just thinking bout what imma do next

[Bridge 2]
Got the passion of a million rappers wrapped up in one
Oh no, man I can't do this shit for fun
Tell you what, man I owe it to the city I'm from
Got the passion of a million rappers, come and get some

[Bridge: The Enlightened]
The story's the same
But you haven't heard it all
I'm going insane
But ain't going towards the fall

[Verse 3]
Fall
Damn, the ball been dropped
Pick right up where I had left it
Carried straight to the top
I ain't gonna stop
They make my heart break when they start
May not been great from the start
But the shit I say is straight from the heart
Can't take it apart
Maybe that just means that I'm playing it smart
Had my own fucking fam saying that I need the hype man
Yeah, right man
Fuck that shit, I'll be alright man
I'd rather be myself if imma make it at all
And if someone suggest a change, hope I don't make it at all
I'm the, best to do this in oh so long
They flow so wrong
Forget about Joe Blows song
Had a vision just the other night
Reminiscing summer times
Oops, ain't got no time for that
I just cut another tie
I just cut another tie
Another rhyme upon me
Wishing that I had another mind
Another time to make the shit that I create
Then I'd be great
Fuck the game up so much
And man I hope that it can ovulate
Conversations bout making it
Complications with taking it
Ain't faking it like I made it
Inviting n***as to hate it
Saying for goodness gracious
And this is a waste of patience
Get so insane with the waiting
That I'm becoming complacent
Im back and forth with the pacing
And facing so many choices
The focus is getting notice
They thinking that I'm a novice
Or novice, man fuck that word
I'm here putting in all the work

[Outro: The Enlightened]
The story's the same
But you haven't heard it all
I'm going insane
But ain't going towards the fall