[ Featuring Markel Ni'Jee Scott, Nurettin Özdemir ]
Verse: mr pessimistic, extra gifted, they suspect hes twisted and yes you correct so its best that you probably mind your business, i been tryna pivot, thinking different since i got a pendant, did it independent, ditched the dismal, now the dissings distant/ aint missing the mission known for mincing competition, conscious with a godly vision, but modest, with yall attention, what i plot is thickening, when i jot the shit is sickening, could never cop a squat the top spots what im envisioning/
A mix of franklin saint and Benjamin frankly they cant relate, i lift the vibrations, then my mind flies through different states, bye bye to hitting brakes, im shifting to a hidden space, & giving what it takes, give and take is what i demonstrate/
I been a late bloomer, but through the rain,i grew like petunias,
Past seeds are finally moving to the future,
Through the trauma i maneuvered, using brawn like scooter, infused it with buddhas
Mindset, as blues became smoother/
Verse:
Been battling my mind and tryna beat it,
Well not really defeat it, just find the fine line till its conceding... & thats with rhyme or reason, so i'm rhyming for a reason, not for shining, for refining till the pain is finally leaving,/
Been thinking to get even though they seeing it odd, i never been the type of guy for putting up a facade, i kept it honest, and with lots of pride, while grinding like 9 to 5s
Its why they getting butterflies inside, when i be spitting lines/
As life drives me crazy like a tesla in the fast lane, its seem i maintain, and never stray an inch away from sane, im leaving prints in the game, till this prince is engrained, im rinsing the grain, til chips i made are flipping insane/
Dont fit in this feminine game, but im fending till the reign is near, aint no more amending cuz its clear my peers just aint sincere,
Pretending for attention, its sickening the way they playing weird, i take first place, to set the bait then the fakes appear/