Out (Freestyle)

Years pass from time to time decide to make a rhyme
Because behind bars those four walls come closer with time
When you fall on the floor decide to focus on your kid
Your mum and wife they need you too, so you faught on to live
The sky is cloudy like our minds, I’ve come to confront
Those grey areas in life, never give in you know
Never dreamed so high, step up to your past
Don’t seek to preach, bleeding hearts
Ain’t here, no one’s got a fuck to give, it’s just you on your own
Chin up, head up, little birdy be free, your time when you’re out
You’ll be on your game coz its fight ot flight right
No one said life would come on a silver platter
Fucked up but that’s right
Don’t kick yourself together, all alone, it’s an international fight
The codes changed on your door, show them you ain’t done
They want to see you come undone, but you’ll prove them wrong
Who the fuck is coming to save you, surprised that it ain’t your crew,
surprised no one answered you, when you’re out and picked up the phone
I’m writing rhymes on what I see in life, my feelings
My messages are worldly, getting inspired on my freestyle
In this world too much altitude and not enough aptitude
I’m rhymin' for some meaning and so you don’t feel alone bitch