Ive learned, to count your blessings then your blessed with the cure,
Burn the writings through the mental of the stressed with the word, and I’ve learned
Choices made determines wether you burn,
Thats why you rep the poison while I’m repping the cure
Many days Ive regretted my plans
Ive taken many opportunities for granted its sad like literally
in front of me s the blessing in hand
but instead I’ve turned em down and became less of a man so i ran
until the dust brush the sole off my sneaks,
I’ve been running ever since my names been soul on the beat
motivated with the crew to write a flow when it leaks
with written determined hunger call me Cole on the beat
I got the fire, no lier spitting truth through facts
I got the lighter we can hit it come and poof through grass
Ive never been a fighter hitting dudes through Scrap
A cool dude back in the day when i shoot through Raps 6 But now
Ive simmered down swim in sin with the women now
temper down with the rhythm ima gentlemen and a clown,
ima harlequin, yes Harlequin
Flossing it with 12 long bars to spit bars of bricks
and I’m awesome when the pause hits basking in the offerings like life is good with long losses
Damn, and I’m tryna keep Pait- tent with this minutes to Fame ish
but i don’t even know if i will ever see fame hit,
The game can get repetitive redundant the Same ish
but ill be damned to drop a verse and label it lame ish
Give you food for thought and you can’t knock if you Taste it
i remember as a youngen making records in basements
abused with many trials and tribulations facen
thats why I’m making sure with every record I’m lacing
is good in interviews when i make it 16
see how i determined success?
you would to if your in this much stress
Moms been getting surgery with my refund checks
when i was told that she could die me and my weak lungs met,
since the weak can’t rest, bet the strong survives
when my valleys in the darkness bet my sun will rise,
my sun still shines in my young ill eyes
ima come in when I’m finished with my fun filled life
put in work until I’m famous 8


as a youngin, looked at the stars
inspired by shine, cooking up the bars
imagining scenes when i make it to the pros
fans with my quotes
young tatoes crooks took it all
looking at the arms like hm thats dope
read it how i spit it like hm thats soul
all i do is laugh compliment that Joe,
even though he’s average he raps that flow