(Verse 1: Kid Prince)

Can't remember the last i felt inspired

Minded flooded with thoughts, so i grab the pen and i jot it

Any other day i would lace up and go jogging

But with the neighborhood i live in, i wouldn't survive it

Just being honest

One of my neighbors would dial the cops up

They'd pull up and not believe this where im residing

See i move in silence, contracted as a writer

Working 9 to 5 but i got ambitions of a rider

Tupac was my number 1

So u know just where i'm coming from

Pen game a sharpshooter so it's only right i hit em up

It's about to be a cold summer better bundle up

If spitting bars was like trapping then i drop dope

I hear these others brothers rapping but they not dope

They be acting like they gangsta, but they not though

They just be barking and growling dawg but they don't pop smoke

Telling me my joints not hitting aye boy you got jokes

Yeah we might be peers in the game, but we are not close

Every verse i drop, reflects i got hope, riding thru the storm

Thinking dang they don't make em like this anymore

2020, no lie rough summertime

I dropped tears like a couple times

Dropping merch and a couple rhymes

I'm just putting in work tryna eat like it's supper time

But lately I've been feeling like I'm outta time

I ain't even hit my prime but I feel I might retire

When my son passed away I bout lost my mind

I just fell on my face and I wondered why

Lord I know u got me in your hands

Even when it's hard to understand,I know u feel for ya mans

Even when I struggle paying out to uncle sam

You made sure I pop back like a rubber band

I heard a promise from the son of man

He said i'm his friend as long as I do what he command

And though the road is hard I look straight ahead

I'm never alone, nah my God is right there

Though sometimes I be feeling all alone and I don't understand some of things you be doing but if it's your will then I gotta through it

Its for my good, I know that promise is true yeah

(Verse 2: Adam Elijah)

Not here to pop a diss my vision oculus

My aim precise they auto bots so I don’t opt to miss

I’m in prime I’m making Logan pissed

My old man Got X’ed manned, I’m a Wolverine so miss me with that doctrine kid

These bars been over heads like a second story cell block

Didn’t have to sling no cane or sell rock

I Gave my life to Christ and that’s when hell stopped

He put together all the pieces my foundation was dry rot

Made it through the Storm, was in the belly of the Beast

Now I can see My vision Cyclops

He my Paraclete don’t need no high tops

Gotta pair of cleats don’t run on my plot

Landing in his will set me on a high Top

No I can’t stop There was a time where it was rare to pray

The homies would hit my line to medicate

I had to find a different way my stop was running late

The world gave me a taste with lust to fornicate

My mom would pray for me that I would see his saving Grace

I was burnin with conviction like a lighter to a paper plate

2017 no longer 17 felt like my life would waste away

Little did I know with sin you gotta pay to play

Felt There was nothing I could do to make it go away

Now I see who hold my hand I can’t be led astray

I put my life into his hands my state now Golden I became his clay

See the Potter molded me now I’m here to stay