Obscure Video (MV)

I've never been the type to let loose real easy
If I could change what I've become I would, believe me
Sometimes I take a step back to steady my breathing
And focus only on eradicating every demon
Cause I put too much on my plate at once
And I get overwhelmed
I wear my heart up on my sleeve like it was show and tell
But I don't show enough, I usually just throw and yell
And maybe I exaggerate a bit but you don't know me well
So I just get on tracks instead of getting plastered
Planning for a plaque that I can put up on my shelf when I get this shit mastered
I'm far from average, no ordinary bastard
A picture perfect moment isn't perfect if it's never captured
That's why I keep a Kodak on me constantly
Destined to be greater, I'm somewhat of an anomaly
The probability of being great is not a probably
Awoken to a voice that said now go fulfill the prophecy
So I woke up this morning ready to go
Like I've been doing for the past year
I swear for months now I been ready to blow
But I ain't ever made it past here
I'm forced to rip it apart
Rhythm is straight from the heart
Spilling some intimate bars
Fighting a war
I cannot pay no attention
Where is the Ritalin drawer?
Feeling like somebody fumbled upon to a knife
Now they sticking it into my core
Leaving me wishing for more
Married to the game? Think I should get a divorce
This shit is obscure
I'm thinking it's how I feel
Maybe I'm not really sure
Don't know if I'm keeping it real
I hate the fact that I can't let go and just live life
What's my fixation with the metros and real big lights
You'll never understand
They'll never understand
I'm on my own
I hope I make a hundred bands because I found my zone
A place that I can fit in
A place to call my home
But if I don't cement a spot soon then it's an endless roam
So I ain't playing that shit
I keep 'em guessing with the chopped flows
Not paying that rent
Till I turn profit from apostles
I stay in my whip a lot but I'm avoiding all the potholes
I'm desperately searching for the plot but only God knows
I'll meet you at the crossroads
When ain't nobody got flows
And do my best to make my papa proud because I dropped hoes
And got gold, and popped shows
So thankful that I got chosen
Polar so my mind's frozen
Thoughts spilled, brain knocked open
I'm f*cked up