My soul
My perfect my dream
My fears never change
My feels cant get away
The truth can never change
The sky never touch the reality
But the bird think the weird is ours
Shit, I've never seen the screen
My reality obscene for fantasy
Bitch, glitch
My crazy pitch to reality
I click in the weird footbridge
And i dress to the new vintage future feels
My mind is open
But my rap is conscious
I never crop the old friends
The lost people who f*ck changed
I pray for God for my black team
I pray for God for my killa style
I never step into the past
My mind is only focused on success
But I suggest the fake people never enter your soul
You will change
That is done bro
That is done bro
Maybe I'm freak
Maybe I'm never mature
But who the f*ck is interested in being normal
F*ck the people who lose their lives trying to be someone they will never be
I love myself
And the people who do it too
Too many ways in this world
And ever we choose the hardest
Too many masterminds in the world
And we always tend to accept until the end of their life
High life
High squad
High minds surround me