u got lost in the basics
that’s facts and
u gotta face it, 
if u wanna make it
if i had to make one, 
i’d pick love over money, cus im loving my honey it’s funny how lowkey
all of dem mandem mistaken, forgot the risk of not being ready to take it
im ready to take u on
but she telling me to take that off     i 
said im ready to take u on
a trip through my views and my fucked up thoughts
i need my mind to progress if i am to succeed know my life is a mess and the only person to blame is me cus i dont invest my energy fighting the entropy
fundamentally, i got a sense of identity, 
ur keen in doubting me now u are outtie, 
but i stand out with no need of an outfit
and i out fit every mold they put me in, 
i got less than a mole of oxygen left in my lungs but they wont stop me breathing, 
it’s fine if u stop breeding, 
no one needs ur bredren, 
what we need is healing, 
from our greedy trends, then
let’s starts conceding 
and not conceal it, 
i cant see it getting better by reposting, are u just spreading terror or u roasting
if u’re not for up debate then im ghosting, cus it’s my time that wasting and i cant stand your boasting u hating someone, just cus ur views they’re opposing, 
is that what are u proposing? i 
cant stand this bullshit
if it were that simply, but most things
not black or white, so 
i wanna hear opinions
but we cant discuss the facts, 
i wanna feel the emotions 
but not ignore the maths 
that’s that
i see u and pass, i see straight through u like glass
and i got a bit more class
but i still do dumb some shit cus
im tryina find myself so 
i defy myself to define myself 
divine my stealth and the way that i coast a beat
i’ll divide my wealth and it will cost me to please for ps
 
i wanna have everything
i wanna be everyone
i wanna try everything
i wanna beat everyone
 
i dont want no social status
social media is killing us
no need of confirmation
the truth,  no one’s telling us
it’s funny to me, if u use it for free 
is it all what is seems, or ur privacy terms and conditions that u didnt read
are u the end or the means to an end
i dont mean to end this on a bad note
it aint funny   it’s worse than a dad joke
chasing money, just to end a like another sad bloke
i dont give a shit about the status quo
the stats the will quote 
how everything i did was thought out
every song i wrote was sold out
every soul i touched i i mold out, and i know now   
it’s not dough that i want to make it’s love now

Arturo Cano