Verse 1: I'm caught up in a battle Between whats actual Possible and prabable I mean probable But its probably collateral For my so called happy But you're making me miserable No more food for thought my incisors are full I'll write sorrow But never let swishers get full Of loud, I'm fine, never on cloud 9 But my mind feels expanded when I'm sober of prescription I get too distracted Being off topic's an addiction So the contrast of my vision Complements the composition So now you should loose the vocals and just take a listen Verse 2: And just boom bap it The wonderful sample of the jazz hit And now Im back at it I relapsed I'm an addict With my team on my back it's The sparaxis Tricolor Only hip-hop and coni never love another I'm so tired of being thrown under The bus It's trust Issues No Drake for the misuse Of real But that's his persona Of Aaliyah, Wayne, and Marijuanna f** the beef and the drama The rap game wanna Keep their politics But the problem is The lack of knowledge and love I never thought of Using punches topics But now I love rap to expand my logic SSLP and GKMC Are both produced projects From Detox thru the Chronic From the Doctor with no Doctrine Verse 3: Who founded the 6-4 in a '64 But f** an Impala Their all over rated Unless its got a 502, upgraded So I'm like a challenger that's packin' a 440 Cause my rhymes are morbidly obese I keep packin more weight cause I devour These beats Within an hour Hip-Hop ain't even dead.... JUST LOOK INTO THE "I's" OF HIIIPOWER!!!!!