[Verse 1: MAVI]
I been minding my business
Aligning my life with visions of mine
Hiding in private improperly posit principles
Writing this shit the temperature
Shit I meant it’s the tip of the ice
Berg and these hurdles been emerging
Burden personalized
Rising up earlier
Surprises I still hate
Conscience a chronic worrier
But besides that I feel great
My bones working, my phone working, I’m long distance
I need perfect, I fiend certainty, wrong niche for that
And I acknowledge that
So I’m in solitude
Writing down what’s inside my head
Rap whatever that constitute
Trap whoever I’m partial to
Lack of effort my calling card just called me back
Screen me for heart attack when I need a bar
I’m off of that
That bad week made my heart like a athlete’s
Savvy to brat, think strategy coming lastly
But first off worse things diverted off than some Smirnoff
I smirk it off, tears turned to tares pages I burnt off
The fix on a full grown broken man
The sense in absolving accountability Account for my stance
My mama taught me about manhood
My father taught me how to talk and use my hands good and lead with the former
So what’s The fix on a full grown broken man
The sense in absolving accountability Account for my stance
My mama taught me about manhood
My father taught me how to talk and use my hands good and lead with the former


[Interlude: Shawn’s Father & (Shawn May)]
I was just calling. To give you some inspiration if I could. To give you some hope if I could. To give you some encouragement. To give you some love. Cuz your view...[?] some strength in yourself if I could. It’s just I want you to always be able to look deep within yourself. [?] all the things that you need. And i want you to realize and understand that the thing here is this: you care too much about people
(So what?)

[Verse 2: Shawn May]
Openly obvious
Lacking the real prerogative
Honestly I do wonder bout my humanity
Running through, panickin
Thinking I could manage it
Once my mind done reached its peak, no use of its advantages
Every emotion lost as I go
I never done the most so I coast
Through the unknown
Potential full blown
Momentum in control
I had to take it slow, I’m on a roll
I never could be perfect
Some negus with a jacket said to be your own person
Working on these verses for the trinity
History making me put the pressure up on your energy
Had to be the inner G
Victory lap
I be the one to carry souls of legendary on back
Well in fact, the homies back
KILLSWITCH still intact
Well in fact, the homie back
KAGE still intact
I’ll give my props to HOOLIPACK too
That’s being impromptu
That’s being impossible
I find it illogical
But SAVE 3 the honest thing that I could do, really
Keep doing this shit, till it fucking kill me
[Outro: Shawn May]
I’ll be damned
If I don’t shine
If none of my n***as shine
None of my brothers shine
Cuz it feel like 97 n***a
It feel like 97