[Verse 1]
It's how the, journey ends we seek to know from the start
It's never simple this precision for the mission like darts
You think it's easy trying to make it I could go back to school
And die another f**ing graduate who lived like a fool
I'd rather grind it out and fail and end it all with a tool
I'll probably die before I'm 40 because my life is for you
And if your mission lacking pa**ion then real is what you lacking
No rational plan happy, sounding crappy to you
People who sell dreams, sell lout the moons coming
We trying to make schemes blackout from booze loving
Stay rolling up span trees, because n***as who don't love it
Ain't none around me, my brothers gon' stay blunted
It's always a f**ing mission, to sleep knowing we did it
No guilt it's just ambition give my people what they're missing
And I say, yes sir, the rap games on heat
Because this is all the sh** I think of when I'm going to sleep