This here track be about the struggle. It's that energy when you're pushin' focused and barely callin' it quits. You flow through the obstacles, knowin' that you want to keep trundlin' forward. It's a anthem for those who always quit.
Sparkles on My Wrist
They catch the rays, reflectin' back a thousand visions. Every flick of my hand, they tell a legend. This ain't just ice, it's a statement of all the work I put in. These gems are testimony that I made it, and they remind me to always staygrounded.
Street Code
Straight up, knowing/understanding/picking up street code is like having/being equipped with/owning a secret weapon out here. It's the unspoken language/rules/protocol that keeps things/makes things run/regulates smooth in the hood/streets/concrete jungle. You gotta show respect/pay your dues/be on your best behavior or else things can get messy/ugly/turned around fast. It's all about reading between the lines/knowing website what's up/getting the vibe.
- Friendship is key, always got your back/looking out for each other/riding with your crew
- Respect goes a long way, show some love/keep it real/treat others how you wanna be treated
- Staying authentic is everything.
Not A Single Tear Shed
He looked at the crumpled note, her script burning into his soul. It was over. She'd found someone else. There was no explanation. Just this cold, hard reality that their flame had been extinguished.
He noticed the ache in his chest, a heavy weight about to him from within. Anger? Maybe. Sadness? Sure. But mostly, there was a chilling emptiness where her warmth used to be.
No second thoughts lingered in his mind. He'd done all he could. It wasn't enough. This wasn't a loss that deserved sorrow. He would rise above it, dust himself off, and move on.
No love lost.
Stuck In This Prison
Life behind bars can be harsh. The bars that separate us from the outside world can feel like a burden. It's easy to fall into despair. Every day feels like an uphill battle against the system that surrounds us. Yet, even in this bleak situation, there is always a spark of resilience to hold onto.
Soarin' Above
This ain't just about the smokin' chariot, man. It's about that feeling when you're on top of the world, {rockin'|bustin' it in gear, and the wind is whistlin' through your hair. You're living life in the fast lane, brother. It's a freedom like no other.
- Ride like the wind
- There's nothin' but open road ahead
- {Stay sharp and enjoy the trip|