To explore
In any field
There must be freedom
Freedom
To examine
So that
In that very examination
There is no distortion
If there is
When there is distortion
There is a motive behind that distortion
Said it is what it is
Gotta give a lot to get a glimpse
Long distance limp
This is all business with tints
That's
Interest over debts
Cash
Over bitterness. Yes
I'm over living way over stressed
Fast isn't best
Bottled up then shook a bunch
No cap
Blowin' up
We goin' up
Been showin' up
I'm growin' up
Alone enough
Still cold as fuck
Don't call it luck
I thought it up
Then started stuck
Linked with Chuck
Shit spun around then started up
Been hard enough
All this stuff
All the power and
All it took
To say out loud
Somebody look
Not the crowd
Not by the book
I did my way on the hook
Word to Frankie
Shout to HOV
Reasonable Doubt I drove
Out like Ratpacks into cold
Dodging traps
Try my hold
On everything
I alone
Why be them
Why a clone
Separate
Find my zone
Get my bread
Buy a throne
Better watch like Audemar
Lessons in this art of war
Learned it stuck down in Baltimore
Where the fiends were runnin' every corner store
Missed the bus
Got taught it more
Every year since
Thought it for
Ten plus
Unsure
How I'm this far from my front door
