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Climbing.

Their screaming to come out of me,
I open the page and we go from white to black with nobody to stop me
I'm just spitting, maybe lyrically, hysterically
They don't even hold hands but word per word its what I could land

But fuck it, what does it matter
It's a twisted spin on when I use to utter gold
But I guess we go back to basics when the truth unfolds
All we see is the need, the greed, and honesty holding strong.

So here we are flowing down the purity
Cruising like we've already forgotten,
We have it in us but why look deep inside
when we're standing in a house of cards

So pick a card any card
Here's where the magic from a shooting star
Motivated me to move past the opposing war
I rose in silence painting it black to get it out of me

But at the end of the day lets realize one thing
We fought to stand on the shoulders of our ancestors,
We climbed the walls and looking down realized,
The first man we stood on was our former self.

So let this be a lesson to the three-way spitters
Those who've got your back with a knife
For there's all this hype and everybody's being critical
Hypocritical.



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