5 Years Time

Yeah I know it's hard to go far

Or to find out who you are

So you look out for a star

Because without you're sub par


You cut the rope to find the hope

And break the scope into parts

A rut you cope and grind the slope

Then find your dope to hide the marks


Some day you're gona look back

One day you're rapping on track

Some say you're gona come back

One way you're gona attack


You see I am what you lack

And I'll never take it back

I'm free forever intact

And see I'm better that's a fact


  • Goldfinch60

    May that freedom give you the glory of wonderful future.


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