Life - Work in Progress

I feel that in this life everything is so prodigious

Along with always feeling like I'm trying to intertwine

At this current moment in time

I'm heading directly for the headlines on the come up

But still pickin' the jug up trying to refine my motherfuckin' rhymes

I'm lyrically explicit spittin' this shit till the day I die

But don't get it twisted the life that I'm livin' is not a lie

It's just some of the people in it make me wanna fuckin die

It's almost as if I'm about to say goodbye

As I jump through the window like a motherfuckin' samurai

 

Sixteen but I still feel like I'm a motherfuckin' preteen

But it seems to me, I stick to a constant theme of being pristine

I get the impression that my lack of discretion triggers aggression

Which begs the question, is life just another vision we seethrough the eye of religion?