• the WHY in my AM

    God told me to carry the torch
    and here i am with this light in my hand

    i stare in the flame then realize its a reflection
    this mirror got my
    my eyes in a trance

    tryna balance the WHY in my AM

    what do i do
    to extract a soul

    when i die as a man

    10 toes down

    hit the ground running when they tying my hands

    i keep my purpose close to the chest

    when i go to rest
    its tight in my hand

    explosions of vests
    kamikaze big dawg

    wont take me alive

    i die with the plan