Rum da da dum, rum da da dum, Rum da da dum, rum da da dum, I’m guessing, dressing, Who am I to be impressing? Impressions, the lessons, Carrying confessions. In sessions, I’m stressing, But still I’m progressing. Fake smiles yeah, I test ‘em, But I never invest in. These blessings feel like weapons, Mirror’s got me second-guessin Late night, I’m restless, Voice cracked like a message. Hope don’t text back, Ghosts in my chest pack. Crumbs in a backpack, Truth in a trap track. Run from the flashback Still hear the click-clack. Rum da da dum, rum da da dum, Rum da da dum, rum da da dum, I’m walkin’, talkin Mind like a locked-in coffin. Too often I soften, Then snap like a line gone taut in the frostin Lost in the cost and The weight of what’s not been. Dreams rot in the back lot Hope got boxed in. Look, they tell you be patient, Then test your temptations. Pray for salvation, But feed you frustration. I was raised by the static, Fed off the panic, Never knew magic, Just math and the tragic. Balance on ledges, Sleep in the edges, Trustin’ a judge with a rusted set of pledges. Voices in my head got a louder kind of message “Don’t blink, don’t speak, don’t leak, don’t stretch it.” So I hold tight, roll dice, no lights, Just fights and frostbite and long nights. I seen boys turn beasts for a half-ride, Girls lose names for a fistful of fast pride. And me? I just write like the ink’s got teeth, Like the page might bite if the pain too deep. Keep secrets in rhythm, hide truth in beats, Walk calm, but inside it’s a stampede street. From the South to the Heights, We don’t sleep, just repeat. I’m not preachin’, just bleedin’, Still standin’, not retreatin’. Yeah, I’m bruised but I’m breathin’. Let that rum da da keep beatin’… Rum da da dum, rum da da dum, Rum da da dum, rum da da dum, Rum da da dum, rum da da dum, Rum da da dum, rum da da dum, Rum da da dum, rum da da dum, Rum da da dum, rum da da dum, Rum da da dum, rum da da dum, Rum da da dum, rum da da dum,
