Vivid Dreams

Out of the gates, I'm out to spit my shit

So many times, I dreamt of days like this

I'm like Westlife when I flow on the beat,

Days I couldn't eat, days I couldn't speak,

Days I couldn't drink, life was almost a defeat

Life hit me hard from my head to my feet

When I hit rock bottom, I know I can sing

It's when I start rapping I used to write the script

I made money selling poems to the world,

I was born to really turn my pen to a sword

The clarity of my speech is amazing on the flow

The way I lay my verse on the wax, Donatello

The cold nights shaped me into what I become

I got tired of waiting just to eat the crumbs

I don't wanna keep jumping the bike, I want a Chevy

I'm tired of seeing debits, I want some credits

I saw Wizkid rocked that chain then I said I want it

They said Festac you better black out if you want it

The place I came from, it's not a mistake

I got people waiting on me, to find a way

If you want the struggles, man, we can exchange

Katy Perry, I can't sleep, I am wide awake,

Mobb Deep, I'm falling, can't turn back

Gotta keep my head up, like the song by Pac

You still not convinced you got problems in your hands

I'm a new discovery, check it, Mungo Park,

My voice pierce so many holes through your speakers

I'm hungry, take your kicks if you got the new sneakers,

If parents are GPS I must have lost direction

That's why today I can still fuck without erection

They lost me in the way, then I found myself

Tried to kill me, they put a noose to my neck

This shit is hard, I got it from the mud

And **** still go around gossiping it was luck

If it was luck so what is the grace of God?

Yeah I'm righteous, but I am still wicked,

Holy water on my right hand, pistol on my left

I came in three ways like the 3 Macbeth Witches

The rapper, the artist, and the poet,

Dirty scriptures in the dead night on my bed!