Just trying to make it in the rap game so I can afford guac at Chipotle without second thoughts.
Music is the language of the spirit. It opens the secret of life bringing peace, abolishing strife.
Painting pictures with words, my lyrics speak louder than the chords. Rapper's canvas.
In the rhythm of the city, my rhymes paint a gritty and pretty picture. Rapper's mural.
To stop the flow of music would be like the stopping of time itself, incredible and inconceivable.