Caged Video (MV)

I'm flying through the wall with a helmet on my head
And I'm working all day till I collapse in the bed
I've been driving long but I still got tread
And you know I don't do kito, 'cause I need my daily bread
Need it everyday so that's essential
That's a grocery line for the instrumental
Bird in disguise that's a bird that's deprived
But I'm shooting rapid fire like I'm a pistol
Oh... do you feel that?
That's a static shock to let you know where the reals at
Oh... do you feel that?
That'll let you know what I'm pulling out the back-pack
I just went back to the top
To a old one
Play the beat with no lines
Try to have some old fun
Back when I hit it for a win again one time
But I'm on a new song so you know I need some new rhymes
New rhymes... new time... same grind
But I never came for the shine
I can feel a storm coming
That's a X-men line
But I'm waiting for my chance
Like I'm next in line
Stomping on snakes while they're shedding skin
And the beef stays ground so it's not pretend
I'm not finished yet
So you can't put a fork in me
Cooking on the grill
As I'm serving what I'm 'posed to be
Not giving up 'til I'm a seasoned vet
So tell me can you taste the season yet
Repost to the post while I reflect
And I open the door to my mindset
You see I been doing this since high school
When I was in class with high fools
New man, same name - CPD
But I'll never lose the roots so deeps in me
Let the songbird sing
Let the songbird sing
Wings cutting air when you feel the breeze
There's a different viewpoint well above the trees
Keep the flow so hot that it's antifreeze
And the flow so tight my expertise
Red-eye flying that's late at night
That's Cyclop's beam in a comic fight
That's real life heat on a Latin night
Miami Beach where the vice is life
Drop all that and we move onto virtue
And you could probably guess who I'm about to defer to
Gotta make it in my time, I'm coming onto curfew
I'm bringing you the healing with the soul goal to nurse you
I'm in the cockpit but I'm a Co-pilot
And if I had control then my life would be crisis
Feel the breeze now that I'm cutting air
And when the finish comes I'm Co-heir
But I know that I'm a felon, that's con-air
My sins on Him, He did bear
Go ahead and make it straight because we gotta line it up
And I'm laying out the goals like I'm about to climb it up
But I'm living in the mission and I'm never giving up
Water on the saucer but it came from the cup
That's double over-time
I'll give you double over-rhymes
If the beat is getting murdered
It's the scene of a crime
But I did my time... At least I thought
I put on the talk and I walked the walk
But if you wanna know the truth
I still feel guilty
I wasn't convicted
And sometimes it kills me! Uhh
What's left to do?
Count the seats as I walk the pews?
Refresh the page, like it's renewed?
Or clear it all to change the mood? Uhh
What's left to do?
How do I push and follow through?
How do I mend and make anew?
How do I blend and not misconstrue?
Let the songbird sing
Let the songbird sing