Praise be to Th Most Hi!
Blessed & Still dont know my Limits!

ON MY OWN (Prod. by Ramsey Beatz)

The sidelines choked a boy the silence made him speak
The lies ensnare the life but the truth could only set him free,
An indirect product of nature or was he just a freak
To open his eyes, harass the lies, and finally awake the streets.
Leaving a trail of pride whenever he left his home
Leaving a page to hide whenever these thoughts left his dome,
Got on a stage spoke the words that made himself known
A dog in a world of strays taking a break from chasing bones.
To share the truth through battered eyes and a heart feeling septic
Soul bold and pure like Beowulf but you don't have to accept it,
The story I'm about to tell is one not so expected
But take a seat, drop a beat, and take a listen to my Epoch.