They say stick to what you do best

So I'm back to carry in the European west on my back

And it, ain't broke so won't fix it

Especially cause' some of my folk is gone missing

Bout to visit

Staying on the round

Giving all of my beautiful people everywhere a shout

Without being explicit, Pete Philly and Perquisite needed a time out

Now I'm solo like before

Making my own beats

Choosin' my own chords

Taking my own path

Riding my own sore

Learning some new math, building my own store

And there's so much more

Then this music thing I so adore

So I just said later

I'm doing me theatre

Ain't gonna hear my tunes no more

But that was acting over reacting

To something that ? in the mid day hour

But I won't let it tower above me

Love me, hate me, gave me power

I've crossed the ocean

I've traveled the sea

Gettin' a bit closer to where I should be

I know I'm supposed to let my mind ease..

(haha) please

Every verse that I spit is just another piece of my puzzle

And I admit despite all of my wit I'm puzzled

I stay tusslin' trying to come to grips

My church has no religion

My search has no find

Since the birth of mankind we've been trying to move forward while pressing rewind

And I'm no better

A lazy go getter

Conservative trendsetter

Rebel without a vendetta

The blueprint to happiness I would follow it to the letter

But since there ain't one

I'mma make my own and meditate in the middle of the danger zone