Verse 1:

You think I’m soft if I touch on emotion

And I ain’t on my 3rd bullet for heat holdin

Over in dover, DE with malik, rollin

Politickin on getting on, havin no ends

And platinum respect vs. your creative freedom

A struggle, it leaves men fatigued and weakened

So what your allegiance?

The art or the 8 o’clock freespin

Tap your inner region, reach in

Visualize the being inside and see him

Figure out where you begin and where the street ends

I may be god on earth but not a judge

My grip is tight like d-rugs, I seek love

It’s summer in, another year past in the week of

A day in the life of a struggling youth

Who would rather die than turn a blind eye to his roots

He’ll be alright though, his mother’s the proof

Ayo, here’s my exhibit if you wanted some proof

It’s all truth when I speak it up

Gather all the people up

Lead them like smoke signals and beatin drums

To where I’m speakin from

Before I beam you up

Hook:

I’m goin into Sub-Ether, Sub-Ether Drive

Verse 2:

My father’s side say I’m cold and unapproachable

That’s only half of it ‘cause they don’t really know the truth

I’m sayin how could you? I’m like a ghost to you

My heart is stone now and heavy as a boulder too

I feel the sting like the venom of a cobra tooth

To try and deaden the pain of what I’m goin through

I throw some liquor back, I don’t even know the proof

When my desires start becomin uncontrollable

I need some therapy or somethin to be goin to

But with no one that I can even get open to

Life perpetuates itself…

My only escape is this magnum opus jewel

Hook:

I’m goin into Sub-Ether, Sub-Ether Drive

Verse 3:

A job wants your educational and work history

When they decide visually

Whether they were digging me, or wasn’t really feelin me

The whole system is grimy and really cheap

And the school board is leavin all your children inadequate

And bein their only option, they have to spit

Unable to cater to his talent as an artist

Or the up and coming actresses up in your neighborhood

But I ain’t really crabbin it

Givin scholarships to the Ivy League cracker kids

But we’re so used to not havin shit that

Some of us don’t bother workin for it now

You better not ever let your dream get away from you

You gotta do you, them **** only hang with you

You can’t base your decisions off what they would do

‘cause It’s a million ways to get major loot so

Don’t stifle yourself or be limited

But observe and keep listenin

‘cause I’ll find a way, Allah as my witness kid

Hook:

I’m goin into Sub-Ether, Sub-Ether Drive