if i could take the time to make it all make sense if i could just put this rage inside a chain link fence and use all this music as a way to vent cause right now a wall s what my back s placed against i m trapped within these shackles that can t be bent surrounded by these jackals that ain t been fed i fucked up and slipped up in a rattlesnake s den but i m supposed to battle out and fucking levitate then but it s back to back struggle in fact there s no huddle in this game it s insane abstract and so fuddle my attack s so subtle i just cracked both knuckles hitting this game in the face but hey that s no scuffle it s just me being me and i m having fun with it they got us blind and trapped they just want us stuck in it but i can adapt so nobody can fuck with it it s kinda like struggling just acts as punishment lose yourself you only get one shot opportunity lifetime lose yourself you only get one shot opportunity lifetime i came to resurrect 2pac and biggie through this fucking jukebox that s stocked up in me if you think you re the greatest then you flops are kidding it s not you ain t the shit you just stopped admitting i wouldn t spit this shit if it was not the truest i put my life in this so it s not just music and you think you can flow cause you ve got some fluid and you won t stop until the whole spot gets ruined you get up to a booth then you walk into it but i recite into a mic like i m talking to it spitting like my life has been lost in sewage only because it has and we ve all been through it writing about our lives till it makes us sick spitting the same shit till our tapes get flipped hoping to get a deal and a taste of this instead of being broke swimming in lakes of piss  put life inside a capsule start learning from it or this entire rap ll take a fucking turn and plummet but i just wanna capture this work and summit and some of y all wonder how far kirk is from it it ain t no surprise i ll lock eyes with snipers i ll survive a bite from a feisty viper i ll face my demise when i die with cypress this life of mine make it fucking fly with nitrous and i ll keep on going till my soul drops out of me whether i m at home i m alone or malady i m trying to make it out cause i don t hold a salary starving for this shit i ve grown so low in calories my only wish now is just to have some patience the last thing i want is to go back to clayton s working my ass off for a half a paycheck but to have a career you need cash or save it it don t make no sense gang bang for rent people killing each other over eighteen cents cause the got no pay rate for a bank to get but just stay content don t ever break or bend don t confuse yourself in the latest trends cross some fucking lines no matter the stakes at end keep being you no matter how much hate you get never take a loss if you can take a win 