Sarah Landing Video (MV)

I might make
My way
Back home soon
Ohhh
This place
Has left me thoughtless

Remember I was at my mama's place
Hogging all the office space
I would write the day away
Track til I had no space
Reminisce old times
Never even had a dime
Record over YouTube beats
Music on my Sleeve
Ain't No Sunshine
Those were the first rhymes
Never did I think I was gonna make this my life

Notebook of poetry
Why not put it to a beat
Writing wit the homies
Turn players to a team
K-double-S, M.O.M.S.
Keep it on my vest
Even if we separate
Up the highway
My way on the byways
Tortured soul in my face
Wondered if this my place

Met a couple homies rappin
Freestyle in the office action
Audacity, f*ck authority
Torrent what we need
Shit, we was broke teens
(Yeah, we was broke teens)

Gettin what we feign
Feelin like we mean
Pull up to the scene
Realizing we ain't nothing
Wasnt stunting
Just some dreamers aged 13
Only 13

As
I rise
Awake
I am at home
I know
This place
Made me my own

Moved my way from where I was in PG bruh
Thought I made mistakes parents were not about the cause

Met a couple instrumentalists
That became my best friends
Moving way paved the way for me to see my vision
Started making beats
Niggas said I'm weak

Mixtapes trashed, popped, cracked, and snapped
Pride crispy snack
I ain't think I make it back
But f*ck it here I am

Never hold me back
I had lost track
Of my true vision
Would take a life sentence
If I ever end up missing
And can't find my way back home

I might make
My way
Back home soon
Ohhh
This place
Has left me thoughtless

As
I rise
Awake
I am at home
I know
This place
Made me my own