They just let me out,

Starting over plus facing every doubt,

Got no money or accounts,

Id be lucky on a couch but don't mistake this for me trying to pout,

Build an empire from the ground thats what Im about,

But I need funds to amount,

I could flip drugs by the ounce,

Maybe get a gun take what I want then bounce,

Run a couple scams then disappear like water in a drought,

But I'm trying to escape from being put in a box or a cage,

Often my thoughts seems like they're lost in a maze,

Plus my all my options could fit on less than a page,

So if I seem restless its because I wrestle with rage,

Made a change so I don't get arrested and played,

True to the game still trying to cruise to the gains,

At rock bottom almost blew out the flame,

You probably never really knew about pain,

Use it to improve the views that I aim,

Better watch out and dont move in my lane,

They claim I'm confused or insane,

But I just wanna roof so I'm not out in the rain,

To tell the truth I drown in a fountain of shame,

Seems like I move 100 mountains a day,

Problems take the route of my veins,

Not sure how to get out all of my stains,

Results are the havoc of my habits,

Involved in all damage,

Try to solve the madness,

Only leads me back to falling to my asses,

All the ashes,

Are the bridges that I burned without gas or matches,

No I dont need a mansion,

Could I get a Mattress,

I live in hell but never learned the address,

These burdens seem like internal abbess,

Journey through my journal might get trapped in,

Remove every hurdle and distraction,

Will I be eternal as a captive,

Take my turn being caption,

I'm done waiting done asking,

Sometimes think about taking dozens of aspirins,

With all the drugs in the cabinet,

Then top it off with a couple hundred bucks of whatever will take me the fastest,

Ill just work with the cards i got handed,

Grown man biz,

No hope, no home, fresh off a bid,

Fight to the death just to know what it feels like to live,

Always do my best no matter the quest that it is,

Bitches get impressed with the finesse that i spit,

Even though Im broke Im undressed her crib,

Flex like I'm rich,

I dont dress with drip but still could stretch out your chick,

In it for the checks not the fits,

I need fixed for every tiny blip that makes me slide and slip,

Lifes a bitch thats gonna ride my dick,

Cant hide the times Ive lied or missed,

The weight of the world is what I gotta lift,

Or else just stop and call this quits,

Instead I invite you all to my life hope yall enjoy my trip.