This whole track I'm just gonna talk
Everybody vent to me but never let me pop off
I'm bout to put them on, set the firecrackers off
Only time I see competition is when it's in chalk
Lil punch, but not as strong as life's punch tho
Tryna shake it off, its like im on a tight-rope
Feeling tight, feeling confused
I'm hurt, but my acting skills need oscars
Cus I will never show it and nobody ever notice
22 years in, protalk im focused
Maybe that's my pridetalk, raised to have a manwalk
But by who's standards? I'm re learning life
Issues with trust prevent me to open up
But when I do open up my words tend to get stuck
That's why I write. Spend as much time needed to get it right
Me and my mind are always in fights
This year really taught me a mess of things
And part of that mess is timing is everything
And wrong timing can mess up some good things
Your own gifts can hurt you if it's opened prematurely
I learned that not everybodys for ya
Some don't love you enough while others will stump ya
I learned that feelings are like storms, it'll blind ya
Think it's time I go and take these blinders off
I learned that it's honestly pointless to doubt myself
Ain't nobody doing me better than me that's real
Learned you gotta change before you can mark up the game
Talking the game of life, I've been losing the fight
Learned you gotta be patient, let time be time
During that time get mistakes off my mind
Ah! Gotta get my mind right
God it's all you please shine the light
Checkin and checkin
And checkin this checklist based on the lessons I've learned
I've been reckless, so many
Things that occurred, and it was on the unexpected
At the moment, I'm pretty damaged
Battle scars, that's how it happened
Vision blurred, hitting roadblocks
Feeling blindfolded, no birdbox
Alright let's go tho
Sure I'm knocked down but honestly we good tho
Honestly you dumbo if you thinkin ima stay low
I've been hit before, I'll just shake it off
Bet you've forgotten that I can go off, let me flex for a little
It's simple the lord is in me so with love and grace I'm tryna murder
All the competition and leave no chance of winnin
I'm never quitting I'm reminding you all that I got the vision
Bars hot enough to start a Sauna
I be spittin that sweetener like I'm Ariana
We'd be chillen singing thank u, next to this year
Oh you better be in fear, when Mr. Radio is near
Killer assassin but I got dimples
Baby face case I'm the curry of rap
Finna level up you heard it right through your stereo
Get used to the sound, this is AR RADIO