Medallion

This my victory lap, cold as a stone when I stun em
Blow the pistol in sky, fixin my posture I’m gunnin
It’s been good to be back
I done spent my time in it
And I’m not picking up scraps
I’m booking straight to the kitchen
I don’t kick it for claps
And I don’t seek recognition
I do in spite of my past, the times I’d rather been missin
Used to swallow my talent
But from the heart now I spit it
Used to defend from the panic
But now I start and I finish
I can’t stand by idle
Try live life via an idol
Blindfolded my eyes closed lightbulb over my mind
Bite the bullet and fly home
Trial by fire I’m ice cold
Period only a typo
Rounded my 16 on the way to the final

And now I’m saying

Get out my way when I enter it
In the interim, these lyrics are written intent of being on intercom
My fear of karma are arms pressed around thoughts
Carve a hole in the box
Poke a peak the coasts all in the dark
I keep it all in compartment
A robber do with yo watch
People speaking, highly alarmin
Warning flash over top
I got the topic of darkness out of the way
When I talk on it, a callback, no longer about my day
Got a spring in my step
Open them wings I had kept
Hidden when I felt defeated was embarrassed I fled
Drug up by family and friends, now I carry my heft
Was uncertain of my worth I’m now aware of my best
I give it all I have left