Driving kinda slow because you got to up North. On a cold dark night, dark ice, at the fork. It'll take you off the road and wreck your new dodge four door. The obnoxious one in the back says, "what they call it a dodge for? Huh?" Ironic isn't it, huh Talk about cuttin breaks while your life is at stake. I'm in a City of Snakes, Demented as Dementor, a Menace to society, while Terrible Minds go on tour. Tell me that ain't hardcore. Everything that I got in store. Talkin about my variety, mixed with my anxiety of tryna to be someone harder than I really wasn't. But I guess I am hip hop, but it really doesnt add up the fact that I hate rap now, it's ugly. Just a bunch of fake, ghostwriting for the public. Sell some more sex and drugs to the young kids. By 2016, MTV got new teens. And I'm not saying I am a martyr by any means, but what kind of message do you wanna leave for your seeds? Tell em that you would say anything just to succeed? Even if it was a different time for you at the age of 23. I recorded shit, without hint or without a real reason. Coulda created trap songs. Woulda been real easy. But I write shit in an order, and give it a real a meanin. So my words get depicted and in your mind you start seein. Take what you want and take what you believe in. Not ashamed that I worked harder than anyone breathing. So fuck em all it's the season. 365, 24/5 yeah, and even the weekends. The Odds were against me, believe it. At the first show I seen em. Quite a few kids were geekin like, "didn't we play little league?" and "didn't you transfer to catholic School?" Didn't you have both parents? Why aren't you successful? Some of my family embarrassed. That weak shit I didn't inherit and when you come to my funeral you'll hear my music blarin. Zoned out, i was starin. Swerve to avoid the terrace. Rumble strips got me trippin, but nobody was aware of it. Except for my conscience, he's still scared of it. And it got my stomach still spinnin just like a ferris wheel. Spinning around up and down somethin like a carouseal? Carousell? Care to sell any of my albums? Remember when the income felt more like the outcome?The world just ain't the same, look around like how come? Everyone glued into their phones and we are now numb to real conversations and interactions we sound dumb. And kids think its cool to be some wanna be thugs. Rather than goto school, they think its cool to sell drugs. But we live in a nation, where drugs only surround us and not too many people can pay for college. We dont mentor kids with any real knowledge. No jobs, no bosses really callin us. And we get fined up if we don't sign up for some health care. Like how could you deny us? Sendin Post card after post card. Can't catch my wave you need to call the coast guard. And most gods ain't gonna save your life today. Don't trip, You gonna die anyway. So what's the stress and the wait? Like Oprah and Al Roker, the weight fluctuates. Are you living your Dash, impact your stay. Positivity and belief, and your world gonna change. Negative comfortability, and you gonna stay the same. Some of us up north only like to complain. Negative degrees, snow, sleet, and the freezing rain. Feel it in your joints, in your bones, thru your veins. It's cold flow, North flow, I'm from Pennsylvain', It's no Sleep, Keystone State is all Saint. Survive here, to live and die in Pa. Drivin kinda slow cus' you got to up north.