Posted up, back against the wall in a couple kind of ways
But, perceptions everything
These times? Could be those finer days
Rarely phased, and never dazed. Flow hidden like everglades
No image to portray, but B. Stones got a lot to say
It'll never change, only evolve, grow like jasmine on the wall
It takes time. Do I care? Yes. Do I stop? Not at all
I keep on going like I've got it all
Leaps of faith not one to fall
Walk out that door like I'm 'bout to ball
Sherlock Stone, a lot to solve
But its all in my head sometimes till I feel like I might just break
Driving with these tears sometimes, stressing on the time it takes
Cuz I'm running out
No woman no cry, no girl by my side
That subconscious choice, no question why
I let it come, that is no pun. I never run, I see it through
Always success, never demise. Action I take
Only dream now when I close my eyes. I'm open wide to opportunity
That shit? Not new to me
If you haven't noticed I go all out, till my jubilee
They look at life lucratively, I think they might be super glued to the greed
However, I cruise to the beat like the dude to be
Going super deep like the Mariana. Mountain air, marijuana
Working on myself, bye Rhianna
But unlike a virgin, I'm no Madonna
Push it hard like a broke down Honda
Let go of the hoopla, move on and do what I got ta'
Grace the place with a poker face, Lady Gaga
Okay, get the metaphors out the way
Truth is all I've found to say when it comes to this along with every facet of my existence
Then I bask, no resistance, with this finished product
I'm in this aqueduct where the flow don't stop till I've had enough, thats right
Motivation and inspiration show up in everything I'm facing
No need for a vacation, I'm setting myself up for reincarnation, or the afterlife
Whatever you believe in
I believe that if I do my best I'll be fully ready for whatever is next
Thats my human test
I'm super blessed, and I rhyme the dopest
No Melodyne, no hocus-pocus
Pure organic f*ckin focus on this beat like a homeowner after a Puma hunting a pack of rodents in the garden
(Beets). In other words, Stones at the top of the food chain when it comes to this rap, I own my jargon
Cuz I don't ever really stop
Ive been going hard ever since the very beginning, homie
I don't care if I reach the top, or if you have the wrong f*cking impression of me