LYRICS: 
save your breath, cos i dont need no help,
deep in dangerous waters swimmin like michael phelps,
taught me him self, prepared for the worst,
but hopeful for the best while kickin a verse,

at your service to serve one purpose,
break to the surface where my turf is,
unrehearsed this, but if the words fit,
beats sick, i got somethin to work with,
somethin to flow with, so ima show u how its done,
with puns that will get your whole head spun,
heads spinnin like a barrel in a gun, 
a million in one, u know the feelin,

one in a million, im kneelin 
but so high i got the feelin,
that i can touch the ceilin,
sway emotions with words, nouns and verbs,
throw rational around the curb, hit some herb,
trippin down memory lane, its my favourite lane,
cos it puts my life in perspective, future to aim,
reminiscing gives me experience to gain,
going through hopin some of it will remain,

chorus
this is the passion of the kryst,
passion with mic, passion for life, 
dont find a life long passion twice,

(chorus from song)
presence of self, got the bigger picture, 
the globe from a different angle ma nigga,
had to fuck up to know what i did wrong,
adds another layer to my story along,
the way,in knowledge, not strictly for the youth,
not age restricted its my point of view, 
strictly for your ears to hear me through,
 makin some noise and leavin in cuffs,
duffel bag is what i had, its what i trust,
a nomadic wanderer roamin the path,
globe trottin till my persona is in tact, 
i get depth into this world that i live in,
open my eyes for the first time, awaken,
a window that i can see the world through,
great times but all the bad ones too,
best questions are ones that leave few clues,

search of answers hopin il find a break through,
not satisfied with answers that make do,
know the influencing factors in who made you,
or made this passion that lingers on,
always strong and grows fond, never gone,
so even when my flow is gone, and so on,
I will still cherish my time when i go on,
if my light burns, i still might learn,

the next chapter for the pages that turn,
this time around, il do even better,
muster up the courage to outlast the weather,
step up my game, internally mentally train, 
metaphysically change in my own brain,
till i bunch rhymes to deliver punch lines,
and get paid like a bully durin lunch time,
so i dont waste a minute like its munch time,
prepare for the moment that it is crunch time,

azouev