[Verse 1] My calendar's a fortress, no vacancy, no tourists Every yes I give is a no to what's important So I no everything that isn't in the forest Where the family and the mission and the money grow in chorus Meetings that coulda been a text, I outsource it Circus invitations, I ignore it, no forfeit Attention is the only thing the wealthy can't hoard rich So I spend it like a miser on the four or five projects [Hook] No vacancy, no vacancy The suite of my attention's at capacity No vacancy, no vacancy If it don't compound, it don't happen, see [Verse 2] First three hours sacred, iron, faith and the family No email 'til the body and the spirit got a strategy Then I context-switch like a chess clock, rapidly Twenty boards, one brain, that's the anomaly People think it's chaos but it's cadence, actually Everything's a system, even passion, factually The ones that burn out never built the artery Between the heart and the hustle, that's the mastery
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