Beware Tha Quiet One II

A few years ago, life was very different

I didn't worry about the bars or flows, wasn't trying to get it

Now I feel responsible, for everything I didn't

Get to start on early was too slow I finally admit it

I grab my pencil then I'm bout my business

It's the only thing I've known since I hit my low and I've hid it

I sit and think so long where the time has gone where's it hidden?

Like what happened to the homies I used to hang back and kick it with?

I'm on the rise but look back in time it's like life is slowing

I grow impatient while waiting for the pay of seeds I'm sowing

I miss the old days when life was easy and I was growing

Now my eyes are open my brain is broken and still I wrote this