[Verse 1: Median]
It's been awhile since I've battled with these mics and shit
Quoted my mind, scribble what I like and shit
It's kinda strange how I'm holding my ways
I'm in a daze, getting old in my age
I'm getting greys as I'm folding my page
Marking my spot, flipping to some other shit
International now and I'm loving it
Give me five weeks in Ghana
Chicks'll wanna marry a n***a
No sex, no figures, I bagged her off a conversation
I'm going back in though
Cali was the shit. Ghana's where it's at
I really can't describe it in a rhyme, so intense
It's kinda like I got a seventh sense
And if I had no tongue, could you tell me about taste?
Picture that. Could you help me picture that?
If I didn't have eyes, I could only hear for vision
Could only hear your vision, could you paint a picture?
Cause I would listen if it's visionary
If you had what I was missing I would listen
I would listen if it's visionary
It's getting scary cause I'm feeling my strength
Learning my fight, using my time, glowing
Chanelling a cry into the speaker
My grind in session is like a blessing
Because it's not work to me, I'm like Hercules
But can I make a dollar out of sense?
9th could you harmonize my experience?
If I had no ears, and I could only see the people's actions
Could their laughing and dancing become closed captions?
Picture that shit. If you could move the crowd
To the point where I could hear it when I feel it
Then I would listen
And I would set aside the time to picture that
If I could hear it when I feel it
If you could paint a picture, as they receive the beat
If they react and spoke back to me, shit
Then I would pay attention, I would take the time to take a picture
I'd take a picture cause it's visionary
[Hook: Median]
If I could paint a picture
Full of colourful scripts
That describe my experiences, and yo
If 9th could paint a picture
Harmonizing my mind into a vibe
So the crowd could see the image, yo
If we could paint a picture
Full of pressure and time that's so intense
You could feel it when you hear it
Would you pay attention?
Cause if you would then I would paint a picture
To give a gift to other visionaries

[Verse 2: Median]
The world is tuned in to the kids
Looking at our lives, can they feel the way we live?
Can a CD or TV put you on the block in crack spots
Running from cops from watching Cops?
If you never had shit, could you really feel the problems of stardom?
All the pain and fast riches
Trying to maintain in the presence of fast women, drugs and peer pressure
Who could feel the stress from the pleasure?
Or when Lennox Lewis threw his jab, keeping his distance
Who could relate to Mike trying to be persistent?
Get inside the defense and do work, fatigue
From the punches leanin' on him like the sun beamin' on him
Only those who felt could step out of themselves
To empathize or sympathize
And if I can't, who am I to criticize?
So don't try to judge and compare me
Just see me through the eyes of a visionary
[Hook: Median]
If I could paint a picture
Full of colourful scripts
That describe my experiences, and yo
If 9th could paint a picture
Harmonizing my mind into a vibe
So the crowd could see the image, yo
If we could paint a picture
Full of pressure and time that's so intense
You could feel it when you hear it
Would you pay attention?
Cause if you would then I would paint a picture
To give a gift to other visionaries