Have you ever been up in the kitchen while somebody cooked hard base
Or been up in the jam where it's killed or be killed, you not soft but you feel your heart race
Or been up in a room overthinking
Mind going a hundred miles per minute, high speed like a car chase
Have you ever
See you got all this weight up on your shoulders and it feel like the devil steady adding pounds to it
Want to tell the people that supported you since day one, thank you
But you never got around to it
You just sit back and you plot, damn it's crazy what that pen could do
And for somebody whose starving, man it's crazy what a meal could do