[Verse One: SkiBs] I wake and pray for promise in my thoughts today Pray I'll play the process and don't problem chase till lost in space Metal with these lettuce 'til my medals never wash away. [?] It's constant play, practice on it's way, so love is on the way Constantly, understand the cost to hate's a loss in faith I conquer cons in conscious ways, now concentrate and contemplate If I'm asked to punt [?] a** across the states Across the globe Right back to home To the island that my a** was grown Yeah Back on the island, thought they had him in the bag Turned they back, now he's polished, back with accomplishments And still fighting it back to accomplish it. [?] Might have been pa**ive inside and spraying out the pa**ion behind him They put my a** in the ground Great, now I'm back with some piling My dream is back in my eyelids Might have sat in the co*kpit I'm flying [?] I'm driving down right beside him Lips touch my neck like a violin I play [?] I swear they just wasn't buyin' [?] But now they bought it, they bobbin' [?] Well then I got 'em [?] Well in my pocket I got it. [?] It's mine So far from the start Shout out to my brother Barton Up in his parent's apartment Recording 'til we exhausted See we was raised by the mountains. I kept my eye on the prize Strive for faith in myself and now, in my eyes, they see pride Don't turn my back on no problems, you see, I'm facing my sh** I'm face to face with this freedom and still I'm facing the spliff Yeah..