Vocal Mixing and Mastering by Yours Truly
Recorded in yah own house.
I do not own any rights to this beat.

Lyrics:

They’ve been tryna fucking kill me
Though they gotta say, gotta say
All my life I been looking for a reason why they hatin’ me, dislike me, despise me
They don’t even know you, they ain’t even tried to, view of you wasn’t even true
You tried to please them, you tried to keep them, and they simply condemned
A Filipino bred, going places, making living 
working 9-5, slowly burning, unfulfilling 
feeling lost, so confused, unsure what you wanna do 
uninspired, pressured by, people that encircles you
I’ve acquired, certain thoughts, prolly wanna finish you
I have tried fighting off this point of view that have grew
I don’t care if this song would even make it to the moon
I just know it feels right knowing it connects to few

Stuck in the same place, maybe I need waze 
looking it my way, maybe this my fate
I maybe in last place, but this is my own race 
we all have our own pace, gotta keep my faith	
I am not sovereign, but I’d like to call-in
The people in power, even the kingpin
To give us the manual, a guide for survival
That we could unravel, maybe that’s bible
Sicker than your average, normal kiddo not so rich
Tryna be like Tom Misch, and play like rapper Curtismith
Each player has own  gimmick, let’s make it real and honest
I’ll bring my own element, to show that I am relevant
I ain’t all-knowing  
Continuously growing 	
I’m weary but flowing
I gotta keep going

Keep Going (Prod. by Swørn)

Cosmic

Rich Fruit

“Ordinary men hate solitude. But the Master makes use of it, embracing his aloneness, realizing he is one with the whole universe.”

Ralph Resquites