I sit back, visualising where my future be at
Progressing my destined profession, flipping dreams into facts
And gaining plaques, making dividends by spittin on tracks
So I can give it to my life givers to pay em right back
Now to journey on the quest, wearing my bulletproof vest
Cos life could be the best then turn into a beautiful mess
Raising my standard like governments with rates of inflation
And stay up just like the essence of age and dippin' deviation
The aspiration never "neil-ing" but we Armstrong
And if ya beg to differ son then ya dead wrong
And then I take that, make that, elevate that
And turn that despise to dollar signs as payback
The way I be, making statements be my weaponry
I'm tryna walk the hall of fame and not the streets of sesame
I wanna prosper and create myself a legacy
Where I consider myself the meaning of longevity...
But less talkin - more action!
Swap procrastination for the passion
And feed that self criticism with the satisfaction
Of actin' quick, never slip from a distraction
Attacking with precision and bars like an assassin
Envision the caption, I see it just like a peep hole
Tap into my bird eye vision like an eagle
To see goals, and feast on seagulls until I see skulls
To reach the destination and put on for my peoples
For real, Im tryna get my mother outta 9-5
And cop a leather interior whip for my old man to drive
To live life without residing in the struggle Street
To putting feet up, seat back and living comfortably
I'm on that 50-50 grinding to my destiny
Desperately on a mission like illness needing a remedy
From necessarily turned into a necessity
In my perception be the direction to longevity (Waaaa)