[Verse 1] Hundred on the 401, the past in the mirror shrinking Every kilometre a version of me I'm unlinking Broke thinkin', small thinkin', scared thinkin', sinking I evicted every tenant in my head that wasn't building They say slow down Sunny, I say for what, for who? The window for a legacy is smaller than the coupe I got daughters watchin' how I move, that's the torque in the loop Every floor I put beneath 'em is a ceiling I blew through [Hook, filtered] Wraith on the 401, ghost what I used to be Engine talkin' low but it's screamin' what it do to me Fast life, clean hands, that's the eulogy Wrote it in advance so the future never new to me [Verse 2] I don't race nobody, I race the actuary Race the clock, race the doubt, race the estuary Where the river of the old life empties, very Few survive their own potential, that's the commentary Ten M by December, that's not visionary That's a Tuesday on the whiteboard, ordinary The extraordinary part is stayin' whole, unburied Family in the seats and the soul still carried
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