Soul on the Road

So much to do and not enough time

Age is but a number but I ponder my demise

Only 30 years old as my finger take a ride

Grippin on my pen, I got what's hangin out the side

Of my art that I was [?] in by feelings in my chest

My heartbeat is my guide

I take what I need and bleed the rest

Yes, Eligh my title is vital I'm on a quest

Yes, one more recital recited for all my guests, yes

I don't know what you've been told

Everyone is getting old

Except me man, except me, except me!

Can't you see I'm on the road

My soul got places to go

So many young folk lost on this Earth

Walking over glass leavin blood in the dirt

Don't wanna finish school, rather smoke than work

That was me ditching class, gettin B's too come to

Turf I never should've been on

I was fuckin over friends

But if I had it back I'd probably do it all again

Cause if I had the facts I'd still be thinking with my sins

A time when she could never fix my age, I was a kid

Nope, doing dumb shit always on my plate I had a grin

Nope, in the hallways lookin for somewhere to hide again

Yup, the nightmare still hits me that I got to get to class

My teacher cared too much so I knew she would kick my ass

Right back into the past, I write to get reprieve

And now I tell the truth so all my people can believe

That they can make it too in any dream in any league

Like Pac said, "fuck enemies and ride on to the [?]"