Verse 1
Losin the pieces of my past…found my new footsteps/
Crawled first then started runnin before I took steps//
New woman new scheme/
New dope new friend/
Changin my stage settings to create a new scene/
But im not playin not ready to book yet/
Stopped stagin retracin my footsteps/
Finding what I lost in those blue streams/
Watered flow pure dreams/
Realized everyone of us gotta die like blue jeans//
No glocks, semi’s, or two tec’s/
No apartment full house str8 out of two decks/
Of good hands wit new themes/
Card playin withdrew thieves/
From the table to change my deck to truly/
The best yet instead gotta jet/
Like the new york football team gotta bet/
That I can still trace back my footsteps/
To the rappin up janitor duties/
To free health seekin movin to Canada groupies/
Goin back home wit a plan and a room key/
To find my pad and my two sets/
Of pens set in blue black/
Ink to think back on movies/
Played in my brain usually/
Called dreams but it’s just another film to me/
When I sleep in a du-rag/
Inside my head to prove that/
I can get nice brain waves brushin up my skills wit this new rap/
Philosophy technology and u cant move me/
Pure flow from my perspective created newly/
About to make the flow awesome now/
Retraced my footsteps and put em in the lost – n – found//

- music plays -

Verse 2
Backtrackin my last patterns/
Til I find what at last matters/
The most to me my flows beauty/
Holds truly the lost scripts told to me/
That unfold newly into uknown cruelty/
As my past scatters/
Shattered tainted and battered/
BLIND by the FACT that I was told to SEE/
The OXYMORON..present and thrown to me/

As curt schilling in the zone for 3/
Innings striking out his last batter/
My pen fluid leaks a tad after/
Writing weak as bad bladders/
Abstract mad rapper back juicy/
Newly restored found my place and you see/
Of course a cured me the jury/
Votes non-guilty of plagiarizing the last rapper/
Takin his words to map after/
And makin a verse cause he’s in jubilee/
Lyrical renaissance livin it youthfully/
Emcee can speak in rhythm and usually/
Has that laughter right back after/
A line that’ll collapse actors/
Careers like stunt men in kung fu movies/
Who shoot three/
Takes of themselves getting abused usually/
A job to me in fact one that I have mastered/
Past is lost present is found what cant u understand bastards?/
Cause the flow is awesome now/
Backtracked my last patterns put em in the lost – n – found//