[Verse 1] A pen is like a knife With a few swipes It can sign away Or take your life But the analogy is only real with Japanese blades Made of Damascus steel A flick of the wrist and a sentence rises Yellowtails die, turned into slices. Sashimi Sushi boat, roe out the Wazoo. My pen hand ambidextrous Write right or left Without slowing down Upside down, on the ground In a crowd making no sound. [Chorus] Don’t get ahead Don’t get ahead Ain’t a string of words If it don’t mean it From the page, to the sun - o From the page, to the sun - o [Verse 2] Ain’t a string a words that can’t transcend meaning from the brain From the page to the Suno AI Music hit maker. Don’t get ahead yourselves, the shelves still filled with the tunes that turned into the data that trained the machine to understand The patterns so that you and I can shatter the sound waves with Ai assisted song plays. How many plays do you need to be recognized as writer whose ideas are worthy of a purpose greater than creativity flirting. How much patience does it take one to create a song that is complete in Its message and communicates the best of what you have to express to inspire, capture emotion, preserve hope when People just coping. [Chorus] Don’t get ahead Don’t get ahead Ain’t a string of words If it don’t mean it From the page, to the sun - o From the page, to the sun - o [Bridge] Don’t skew the message, enjoy being creative, don’t try to be famous or covet your name, Release your pain with pen and a paper Or scrape your poetry Into fish scales And release your mind From fame and riches [Verse 3] Whales already inhaled the sales, Harpoon nails hang up ship sails Blocking the wind from blowing momentum, but you can try to Steer or paddle battling currents, and if you’re persistent, we might call you captain and you can guide us through the uncharted passage [Chorus] Don’t get ahead Don’t get ahead Ain’t a string of words If it don’t mean it From the page, to the sun - o From the page, to the sun - o
