who would've thought i'd end up back on rap battles
never thought i would ever get back in that saddle
not sure if i'm that wack, or are my facts actual
but i'm an artist so i will always re-visit that rabbit hole
nothing is what it is , because everything is what it isn't
the world I live in is nothing like what i envisioned
this place is so strange , feels like something is missing
the dreams we dream seem distant from actual fruition
chase dreams, till one day you stuck paying tuition
government got you butt fucked, then sell you ammunition
when does it ever stop, I can't even see the finish line
is happiness a destination? or a worm on a fuckin fishing line
my vision was 20/20 but as of late its on a quick decline
I'm quick to make assumptions then I try to quickly hit rewind
one thing though, I will never get sick of tryin
something don't work the way it should, its time to re-define
I try to get you to read a mind, that's real design is to wish he had a clearer sign
I fear for mine, so i gotta make enough green to cover shrek's big green behind
so i'm on the grind
night and day, sniffing out the jobs
i'm so legit though, I ain't about to rob
what goes around comes around like a door knob
I get my blessings from above so i'm certain I won't flop
...to be continued
thoughts appreciated!