The Mission

[Verse 1]
They wonder where I get my inspiration?
I tell 'em, I look in the mirror
I sit and analyze just what I would like to see
It's just the life in me
They wonder where I get my inspiration?
I'm inspired by those who did it before me
Also the ones who adore me
Although the ones who ignore me give me that motivation
They wonder where I get my inspiration?
From inside, the kid that's on the inside
I promised that boy this time I'm a dig in deep
Show myself that I just don't live for myself

[Verse 2]
Sittin' in the fear of shit happenin' I have no control of
What if Steve Jobs passed before he invented the Mac?
A career with that I have, started on Garageband
But look here, makin' it this far wasn't part of my plans
Yeah I paid attention in class
I learned more from just being there
Yeah we visit the churches
I'm still wonderin' why we're in fear
Yeah our hearts' clean, you can let God tell you that
Yeah I got peers who hit the blunt to keep their mind clear
Yeah, I got a portion of spirit I feel is barely tapped
Look myself in the eye and wonder just what I'm staring at
Look myself in the mirror, wonder just I'm feelin'
I'm feelin' there's somethin' those in position are still concealing
Bad bitches and millions are so appealing
Conspiracy theories of a villain, slowly revealin'
That physical isolation's enough to destroy a nation
Plus the fear of others equals lack of motivation
Searchin' for love, a picture that society painted
That if I ain't got it in that way, it ain't it
Which is why I'm on a mission to bring to fruition this vision
Sit and look and listen
Dodgin' deadly pestilence
Success is in my residence
I'm imagining having the evidence
And if you see it, that's excellent
And if UC is a college
Then my knowledge is a scholarship
My vision is a scholar
My confidence is all kind of shit
I'm convinced I'm accomplished
I never woke up for class
I just prayed about it then passed
Was a chemist, but hated math
Under the radar, I made a graph
Up in the quasars, I take a bath
Nigga, I made stars, I made my path
Nigga was the nice guy that never finished last
I was the calm dude that always had to spazz on the beat
Cause I held it in so much
Hoppin' in front of the mic, then my life I recite
Cause I might just be helpin' the both of us
Welcome to my world
I hope you're closed, cause I'm openin' up
Victory's in my arm and I'm holdin' it up
Feel the squeeze in my palm
As I slowly ease and calm
The calm before the season storm
The flight that wasn't planned before the landin'
At the Terminal that never seemed to be at home