thegold. from sixthsense. by Jack Awful

Following the path of the working,
Burnin through this cash Imma max out my purpose,
Swervin into lanes that a god went n put me on,
Hurt me in the past but it's just facts that it's worth it,
Cuz now I stay well the stories all changed,
N the gig pays better than the glory and the fame,
All these sorry ass bros been forging in my name,
Tryna hoard up the game,
But it's stored in my brain,
N I Had to chop some tight knots,
It's not what I like i just like to tie lots,
Shirt was was on wrong outs were on the inside,
Hurt but now it's all gone found out with my insight,
We always been right focused on the wrong thing,
Don't make it bad had to remember when my mom's sang,
She raised me right n now I'm gettin pretty tall,
N this life got frames inside all of the walls,
To my pops thanks for taking up the roll,
N Keepin me from putting stains in my soul,
Im amazed by the growth that I came in to know,
It's a game done won they all gave me the gold.

• Experimental
• Hip Hop
• abrasion
• bedroom
• lo-fi
• Saint John