(Chorus)
And it's hard to sleep, as the plot grows more intense//
I wanna know what happens, i wanna know how this thing ends//
x2

(Verse 1)

Story goes like a narrative and struggling so cold//
The glory was comparative from dirt to the gold//
Working a furious battle so i could alter the outcome//
Somebody was an entity manifested from none//
Father's second son born with, particular torn tissue//
I guess my hearing operations was a worn issue//
Maa coulda sworn that i'd be the epitome//
Coulda chose death over being deaf if i had to miss you//
Mr popular was not the scenario//
Instead of kicking a ball around, i was home with the stereo//
Didn't know why i couldn't be cool//
Probability came with the ridicule but it's cool//
It isn't me fool//
Staring back atcha with x factor and an atttude//
Fuck you, and alien will be be a dream catcher dispatch//
Any obstacle for a matter of factly//
And im undisputed champion cuz life was my match//
It's like//

(Repeat Chorus)

(Verse 2)

Looking at the location it's strange but it's never the same//
But i tame the nature of the game and then endeavour the change//
Six years in a town that gave me nothing//
Well at least that's what it seems when it made me something//
The vessel of my life had to get us away//
Me and my sisters needed better days striving for praise//
And in every phrase articulated i'm striving for honour//
Cuz i wanna thank my whole family, these ranks understanding me//
These wanks under-handing me with songs they attempt//
But i'm exempt i don't gotta do nothing but remember why i went//
Looking entirely admired with the fire in me see//
I get to talk to artists you aspire to be//
But these heights ain't shit, let me steady the lever//
I'll give these fuckers my definition of ready as ever//
Don't be stupid enough to undermine the one that your dissing//
Instead of getting intimidated you should probably listen it's like//

( Repeat Chorus)

(Verse 3)

Why do we criticise when there's vibes in every story?//
Committing to our ties like tribes and territories//
My heart may be heavy but my knowledge is free//
This culture gave me education and a college degree//
Misuse would get you burnt but i learnt that the hard way//
Copping a critical condition cuz i'm prone to the foul play//
I can say i'm fine but i'll feel worse//
A white lie can suffice but the truth hurts//
Indeed it does, digging a ditch and ima bleed it//
Cuz i figured it out, y'all here to stay//
It's Byron Bay's turn y'all better make way//
Don't take won't fake no shit//
Make flow break go break yours with//
Record and rugged and check it i bet ya love it//
Shall these haters hate my album?//
Now then you feel i'm moronic, because i'm chameleonic//
With this style i'm a fable check the smile i'll be//
Damned is the peeps they dont wan't me to lead em//
Not that i need em teach them rappers that this music is freedom//
That's why i'm feening and it's

(Repeat Chorus)

(Outro)

How will it end?//
How will it end?//