Morse Code

[Verse 1]

See I remember

Being 21 with no ambition

My mama said "get it crakin' boy"

Spend your life livin' in the trenches and ditches

Doing someones dishes, livin' someone elses

Dream

So I thought I gotta put in work till my days are over, preach

See my life is at the fork-roads, trouble from the popo

Court dates, more shows, juggle university and more flows

Stacked it on my plate like I need more those, more clothes

Grindin' never slept, I need some rеst bro

But life never waiting on no man

Put mysеlf in front of the mic-stand

And wrote down my life as I saw it

And screwed out my soul to my close fans

Drive myself insane on occasion

I screamed and I yelled to the heavens does anyone hear me I'm needing some guidance, wait up

But I put in heavy work on the weekends

Late night killing myself I'm trying to reach it

Drugged out visions are pourin' out of speakers

And jumpin' on stage use your mind like a preacher

The road never gets less hard you just learn from mistakes in the past

And I never regret anything this far

If I didn't experience it I would have never got this far

MY GOD

[Chorus, MJ]

I can put this light in you with the morse code

Where my dogs, [?] we came corsos, eh

Suited for the job like some court clothes

It's not a close course, we oppose course - still I bet you

I can put this light in you with the morse code, eh

Where my dogs, [?] we came corsos, eh

Suited for the job like some court clothes

Put it on my soul like it's art though

[Verse 2]

Ey yo I spark one up

What I live is life long

Diggin' the strive to feel you the power [?]

What don't kill me make you strong

I was in the deep end, weeping thinking what I'm reaching

What I ain't seeking, creeping ain't no reason to believe in a demon

Whats a the benefit if I go? I ain't leavin'

The life [?] this life of mine

The powerline [?] grind

It's another rhyme, till I decline

If you starin' at the clock this is our time

It ain't about a dollar sign its for our kind

Bloom with a flower mind

My god be the time line, while I'm sippin' on the sour wine

In the life time there is a life line

There's premonition, there's hindsight

Exposition, there's highlight

There's procrastination, there's right time

There's decisions, there's time flying

Theys the code that you abide by

Theys some bros that you side by even deadbeat hoes you ain't ride by

Middle of the way say hi, bye

Cuz you wasn't connecting like Wi-Fi

Stroy line mixed up [?] died

In the [???]

Fuck it a nigga ain't nice dying

But please let the bride shine

I'm a high flyer when I drive by and that's real no sci-fi

Ima die trying

[Chorus, MJ]