I just toss and turn I'm at a loss for words,
How can I advance, when I can't get off the curb,
It's like I lost my courage been bossed and learned,
That after costs I've earned nothing that stops the hurt,
Even when I drop the work to try and soften the blow,
Too often I know to look ahead for caution and slow,
I still try to broaden and grow but I'm pausin it so,
No applaudin for shows maybe it's exhaustion I owe,
Maybe it's a lack of attraction not enough satisfaction,
Or maybe I'm acting with the pen and that-is-rappin,
But as the facts happen I lose faith and traction,
But I'll try to survive, head up and not slack-one,
No set backs cause set backs will just let back,
The negative and after that how will I get back?
I might just test the water use the stress as fodder,
Put it all out there on another quest to slaughter,
A few tracks with new raps and best my offer,
Persevere without cursin here nothing less than proper,
Or I can sit back and let it all get played out,
Even as in the back of my mind there's strays of doubt,
But who I am to know what's best to lay down,
I can't write this and say everythings okay now,
So I guess my only option is to keep it poppin,
Cause there's no stoppin in here I'm shoppin,
For the right answer but sometimes they transfer,
And the right turns to wrong it kills like cancer,
From the inside out it's shown but not known,
Hopefully when it's over I can say that I've grown...
Edit: Added the second verse, just kind of wrote this whole thing off the top.