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INTRO
Yo', uh, uh, uh
Yeah, uh-huh
Yeah, uh... uh, yo'

VERSE ONE
I’m sick and tired of writing even though I love releasing music
Standing in front of a mic like I’m clueless
Cos I did everything I came to do, said everything I came to say
Be everything I came to be, changed everything I came to change
I spent so much time in the game and did more than I dreamed to do
I took everything that I felt, made people say I’m feeling you
That’s a wonderful feeling too
But evеry single book has a last page
Whethеr you read it slowly or you skim at a fast pace
The start of my career had me like I was backstage
Waiting to get the microphone and go on a rampage
That’s why I dropped an album after album for mad days
Mad weeks, mad months, mad years (yeah)
And there were times when I felt like I’m stuck in a bad place
The poison of the music industry is like rat bait
The kinda business that can make you fall out with classmates
Turn you to a recluse and make you live in a Bat Cave
Fortunately for me I kept on praying and had faith
So me and Stixx and Parris came together with bad breaks
Embarked upon a journey, signed a deal with this cat Zakes
And those are still my brothers and I love em’
They family like my cousin Mikey
And when I win, they're standing right beside me
So I’m never looking behind me
They never looking to find me, no matter the age
Every writer will take some joy in completing the last page

CHORUS (x2)
Every single book has a last page
Every single journey a last stage
Every single year has a last day
Don't get it the fast way (yo')

VERSE TWO
A'-yo' it’s no secret and I think we are in agreement
The music industry’s weak and some artists have no uniqueness
Some labels continue thieving, but the fans keep it breathing
And they make artists believe in the power of our achievements
So peace to everyone of you showing me adulation
And gave your appreciation, and saw me through graduation
And came to make a donation, played my music on your station
I’m grateful for all your patience, all the praise and elevation
Yo' word up to Josh Nathan from the 901
And if I ever come to Memphis for the Cooper Young Festival
I hope to see you in the future son!
Professional in my approach at every step of the way
Plus the devotion I gave, and the emotion, I’m brave
I’m no promotional slave, and there’s no Trojan I crave
They say I’m criminally underrated, maybe that’s an understatement
All I know is there could never be a genuine replacement
For my contribution and the people that I kept engaged with
All the music that I made and all the music that they played
And there will always come a time when everyone must turn a page, and see what’s on the other side, and move into another stage
Now I’m looking in the mirror and checking my face
Buttoning my shirt, put my shoes on, tying the lace
Heading to the door, I’m gonna live my next moment
But I’ll never close it, I’m leaving that fucka' wide open...

CHORUS (x3)