i walk the Road to Success, turn at the bend
where Silence is Golden,
so i'll just Shut Up and become a Millionaire.
while skipping Fares on my Train of thought,
im side-Tracked and bored,
so i use my rhyme Patterns to Decorate my minds Walls.
get my Point across,
like Javelin Atheletes, but second guess -
do Locksmiths EVER find their Key to success?
im left depressed,
my hearts Black, take a Stab in the Dark
im only Pushing The Whip,
cause the fucking Car Wont Start.
im lifes loan shark,
a lone Shark among the Wave of hate and freight
who wont mistake no Flash in the Pan for a single Ray Of Light
i pray for life,
but hope for death. My minds depressed.
had a Date with Destiny,
but chose to pave the way to Success instead.
should i end it now? 'Cause we'll all die sometime, regardless
or turn over a new leaf, like autumn season started?
im cold hearted, cold shouldered, but my plan is. .
to be a World renowned Artist,
so its only right to use Mother earth as my Canvas.