I guess there’s no looking back now
Fuck, I couldn’t even if I wanted to..shit
..These flashes, this haze when I’m trying to look back..
It’s just a swirl of thoughts
Feelings..
I thought..

I thought myself blessed with this obsession to chocolate
Cause I savor my life like I savor every bite
Like a smoke break it lets you break through the strife
For a moment, now wait, lemme grab my mental knife
And I'll cut a way, out of this picture
A stencil of what my world could be: bigger!
I figured I’d try, cause even if I lose,
And we wind up crying,
(Man) We still got the blues
And music implying with coos
To the spirits of “Ahh’s” and “Oooh’s”
Well against the odds, those who choose
To spend they life in pursuit, you should know
You of all people, and
Among all people
Have now to choose,
Who will you be?
Will you lose, or live free?
Tell me, now

What is it (what is it, what is this, what is it?!)
What is it (what is it, what is this, what is it?!)
What is it (what is it, what is this, what is it?!)
What is it all, what is it all worth?!
What am I doing this for? (what am I, what am I)
Rowing through the storm (yeah, I’m rowing, I’m rowing, I’m rowing)
For all I’m worth, I’m worth, I’m worth, talking bout
What is it, what is it, now
What is it, what is it, what is it now, talking bout
What is it, what is it, now, talking bout
What is it, oooooooo

Know what I’ve found?
Whilst churning and drowning in this
As of yet, well this upside down, in this
Crazy life of these momentary crownings,
Well... though
Meticulous fate may be
I find the weight 'gainst my free-will is me
It’s the greatest barrier 'tween my reality and tomorrow
Though I’ve inspired the stoking of conspiring fires
I’d say no,
Not for the last time,
Though I’d hoped it might pass me by
Cause honestly, I thought to myself
Who has the time anymore
To live so, to live so,
To live so optimistically,
I guess,
As it turns out,
Not me
But wait,
Because
Reality crashes into me
Like these waves into my sensibilities
And I ask myself

What is it (what is it, what is this, what is it?!)
What is it (what is it, what is this, what is it?!)
What is it (what is it, what is this, what is it?!)
What is it all, what is it all worth?!
What am I doing this for? (what am I, what am I)
Rowing through the storm (yeah, I’m rowing, I’m rowing, I’m rowing)
For all I’m worth, I’m worth, I’m worth, talking bout
What is it, what is it, now
What is it, what is it, what is it now, talking bout
What is it, what is it, now, talking bout
What is it, oooooooo

And I don’t remember,
Who I am,
Only who I’m supposed to be
Something that starts with a G
Is all I can piece together
Of my very own identity
So call me humbly he,
Humbly G, fumbling
While the sky keeps on thundering
The lightening would be frightening
To anyone who
Didn’t know that one thing

*FREESTYLE*