
Standing over all the books I’ve written like cocaine in Scarface
Wondering which level I can take my craft next,
I’m in desperate need of a challenge
Hitting the books and the weights,
weed can get your mind straight
Revel in this moment of your dormancy,
for you know that you shall soon return to make your journey known
The outside world hasn’t changed,
shit so quiet that I can hear my own pen drop,
let alone sugar touching the floor
Or the ashes falling from the blunt,
I’ll take over the world you better mark my words
I been off the media for days now,
had to fall off the radar to get my mind tight,
you gotta go off to make yourself successful
Winning in silence, only thing that matters right now is the art dawg
Writing history as I make it, think I give a shit about losing a
couple of followers over on Instagram?
I’m on tour, hitting up any open mic that I can
Think I got time for nonsense, well try again
Remember there was a time where none of this was going for me?
Publishing a book and being recognized for my skillset were just daydreams away
Perception altered my reality,
romanticized my ambitions heavily
Though it was my motivation that became heavenly
My hells taught me to prevail no matter the temperature of the flames
The fame ain’t all that I wanna obtain, I wanna be glorious
I wanna be remembered for generations to come
And not be trapped inside a time capsule of the 2010s decade
Consistency and effort brought me here, I was willing to do the work doe
My circle is a dot, it comes with moving up on the ladder
I only wanna be around winners who can create winners,
not losers who shit on you for losing
I just wanna be legit
Is it too much to ask for???
About the Creator
savage writer
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