[Verse 1]
So used to feeling like I wasn't good enough.
Defeated no matter who I beat, or numbers that I'm putting up.
Putting up with bullshit just for putting up my music.
Putting down yours truly all for putting down a movement.
Moving mint condition thoughts so lucid when I'm drifting off.
I'm soon to grip a bigger plot, you're foolish if you miss the drop.
Uh. Now days I just shoot in hopes to tip the top.
Trying to evolve as a human before I kick the pot.
When I'm dead and gone remember me thru every song.
I hope that every ledgered psalm is truth enough to help you on.
And if that ain't the case I hope and pray you find that inner voice.
And everything I've said up to this moment helps to fill the void.
Build, destroy, evaluate and recollect then build again.
Humanity in cycles through my cypher trying to tilt the trend.
Spill and vent my struggles hoping someone finds the will to live.
By seeing everything that I put out somehow instilled in them.
I'm livin for the chance that I'll extend beyond my reach and
Have a presence antecedent to a legend with a meaning
I cant visualize the image of not seeing, I don't see it.
What's the reason of these dreams if I don't ever wish to reach them?
Start treating BKnitts like the Phoenix, he is next to rise.
Peep the mean demeanor me no mean to not ascend the sky.
There will be no Gemini. Like there will be no second guy.
And for the record, I don't dream these dreams just to let them die.

[Verse 2]
Manic depressive. Insomniatic tendencies.
Up til the crack of dawn I battle on and fight for energy.
Mentally, I know I need this outlet for my stress relief.
And Jon's the one that showed me just exactly what it meant to me.
Within each verse I drop is a piece of me that I'm letting go.
I vent in hopes of being better off instead of better known.
I vent in hopes my stresses go and demons leave my head alone.
That's all that ever mattered, give a fuck if I don't ever blow.
All I ever really needed was a way to fight.
Haunted from my past and thought my future was a slated plight.
Then I heard from kids bout how my music fucking saved their life.
Ain't nothing like hearing those fucking words to learn weight of mine.
Perspective. Bet I had a frame of mind flip.
When I write this, verse it's way more than another rhyme it's.
For those five kids that said without me they'd be lifeless.
I'm trying to keep it timeless, nod your head and fucking vibe with.