Accept responsibility

That’s what I call leadership

Hard work and consistency

That’s really what the secret is

Sifting through my psyche

While I’m watching Jordan Peterson

If you’re not in my corner

Then I gotta say auf wiedersen

In the eye of the storm

Yeah, there’s a calm spot

It’s where I like to go

When people say my dream’s a long shot

Developing my character

You must have read the wrong plot

This the best song out

Until my next song drops

Memory’s a tool for change

So use it wisely

Comfort is the worst pain

But it’s enticing

I know it’s easier to quit

But keep on fighting

Always do it big

And go out on a high string

Oops

I meant a high note

I’m high strung, and psycho

I could tiptoe on a tight rope

My lyrics are like magic

I might even make the mic float

Been getting high on life

And I took just the right dose

There’s a lot that I won’t do

But nothing I can’t

They wanna know my next move

I just keep switching stances

They try to comprehend

But they become apprehensive

Improving to improve

That should be the incentive

I’ll never be a sellout

Cause I’m way too expensive

Paid the cost to be the boss

And it was labor intensive

I just

Need to clear my head for a second

Orient myself

In the proper direction

I’ve really done a lot

After further reflection

We can’t overcome our fears

If all we do is project them

Focus on your purpose

Not on being accepted

It’s okay to not be liked

But to be highly respected, uh

Take care of friends and family, the man that I intend to be

The more the hourglass empties, more they expect of me

Rewriting my life because it needed more editing

But wanting no reward, lately bored with the petty things

The quest for riches nowadays is earning just enough

To live comfortably, maybe out in Europe

Over there the architecture, doesn't say "I'm trapped"

The ruins whisper with songs of ancients way back

Stay in touch with ancestors, like the Adam painting

Way up high amongst the Sistine masterpieces

In this analogy I'm God, cause he's in all of us

I risk the blaspheme, cause God's knows he can count on me

The powers at be don't seems to really want that

So by decree, my phone tapped, still dance and clap

What's the use in getting angry at our circumstance

Some people online, swear they the Hulk, so they wear purple pants

My mistake they rock purple hair, they don't know that's it’s whack

Um, alright, I guess, if you wanna live with that

Chop God Socrates, I struggle to remember me

My philosophy has shifted on great many things

For one I don't think that it's right to give yourself a name

It's like that one Ned's Declassified Episode

Where everybody could relate, as they should

Only for the actors to grow up, proceed to ruin all our childhoods

I guess things tend to change like that

The stuff I liked when I was younger, nah stay away from that

Suppose the Daoists had it right when they thought about Yin and Yang

Cause, on the flipside, I'm liking new different things

I hope to all that exists, I'll be immortalized

Not in the books, but by my descendants

I'll live in overdrive, my fate I'll override

Ambitions oversized, for me that sounds just right, yeah