The more I scream into the air-the more I like the silence here-

The more I lose the more I win-when frightened I don't hide my fear-

I chase it down and I'm prepared-to make the future mine this year-

And I don't care-what's right or fair-my happiness for my despair

Is up for trade it's kind of rare-to have the chance to finally air-

Out all your fucking problems onto-pages so I write this here

In recognition that I've got this-outlet some can't quite compare-

Their ways of finding balance-mines my mind I kind of like it here-

Back to the paper-back to the pen game-back to the wall shit-that one is end game

Back to the grind bruh-back to the insane-dreams of a rap star-back in a big way

Back with a grim name-stackin' the big pay-seems like I win way-too much and this may

Come as a shocker-what did he just say-I said I'm happy-being a bit strange