You can follow my breadcrumbs
Down this trail of misery
I'll let you visit me
I'm thinking redrum
Maybe my brain is the enemy
I'm feeling finicky
The hell that I came from
I made the devil a friend of me
This ain't the end of me
Back in my lane, son
This is the way it was meant to be... Witnessing history
Doin' well, in fact
Been to hell and back
I ain't need a map
Run and tell 'em that
Tighten up my rope
Give 'em somethin' dope
Try to keep it real
Try to keep it woke
Always in my head
Honest when I spoke
Practice what I say
Practice what I wrote
Homage bein' paid
Jumpin' off the boat
Splashin' makin' WAVES
Check my backstroke
Take my cash flow
I'm good with my cash low
It'll never make the track slow
I be pullin' up my slack though
Forward is the only direction
I'm even lookin' in
Courage is the only language
I am even fluent in
I made it out alive
I survived. Now I'm goin' end
Showin' 'em the difference
Between a flawed and a broken man