I remember this time last year, I was homeless

Sleeping at Grayson park every night

It didn't bother me though, I've always been a minimalist but when that winter weather hit

Oh shit

Grinded everyday though, forty hours a week at work, forty more at shows and competitions

Now a year later, sleeping at the crib

Broke as fuck with my boys

But shit bro

I got that feeling

We going in the right direction, man

I do this music for the artistry not the style

In hopes one day it resonates with its listeners

Welcome, to The Poet

Innocence is a killer she led me straight to hurt

I been stressing this blunt ain't doing nothing but burn

My biggest failures were trusting bitches who never learn

Blood goin hurt you more than the people you letting close, you heard

Every check is getting used

Every bottles getting emptied

Every bitch ain't always love

Every person just a memory

Every loss didn't come with envy

Every bill wasn't a Benji

I gotta admit, kinda like that I'm spiraling

Cause my brain works the best when I have no common sense

When chaos and hope decide for me what is best

I can't trust in nobody unless it come with a check

Remember my laptop in the back of the bus

Listening to beats at five in morning to me that's was fun

Writing songs during class, swear that this was one

Then it'd flop and I'd do it again

Always focused in lyrics I never gave myself a chance to make friends

Misunderstood so much, even my trauma couldn't make sense

Bitch I can't stop

Bitch I can't stop

Bitch I can't stop

(Bitch I can't stop, bitch I can't stop, bitch I can't)

Bitch I can't stop

(Bitch I can't stop, bitch I can't)

Agh, yeah

Fuck the system, my genre is what genre they isn't

Half these hoes I'm calling bitches aren't even women

If I'm not giving it my all, I simply am not living (No)

My catalogs a diary of failure repenting

My money lengthy, my fans are pretty, feel like I'm winning

I'm mad as fuck, every hit is revenge on what I'm missing

I'll murder every fucker who said I couldn't make the shit that I'm living

My competition can't even level at the shit I give 'em

I feel like

I feel like killing these fuckers for ever doubting me

Take the machinery

Load the choppa

Let hell be free

These fuckers feind

Attention seeking geeks

This world is over glorified

Talent deprived

Money speaks and its falsifies, bitch

Bitch I'm the poet, my pain is beauty, my garden prospers from fucking failure I need a

Haha, TopHat

Bitch I can't stop, bitch I can't stop, bitch I can't

Bitch I can't stop, bitch I can't stop, stop

Bitch I can't stop, bitch I can't stop, bitch I can't

Bitch I can't stop, bitch I can't stop, stop

Bitch I can't can't stop

Bitch I can't can't stop

Bitch I can't can't stop

Bitch I can't can't stop