A song about having courage, fighting through the darkness, getting in your zone and pushing past your fears.
Batman, one of the most popular D.C. Comics characters, would often go to his Batcave to tend to his wounds or research his foe and re-think his plan of attack or prepare for battle. This...
Verse 1:
Moving I'm the next second
X Weapon, tech sketching
Always drawing Logans on the older me (older me)
Maybe I'm the best threatened, deck stretch em'
Neck stepping
Rising to the level I'm supposed to be (supposed to be)
Status on the lowest key, contemplation (planning lately) Doctored all my wounds now trying to find the patience
I feel the time escaping
Then minimize the silly mind invasions
And kill the prying anxious
Look, I don't really know, what's around the corner
But I square up and prep like exponents
Rise up and cover all borders, fears deported
I see the sorts as foreign, and lay the source to dormant
But somehow I magnetize the leeches
Man the course is torrent!
I can't afford to force the focus on it
My fate is face the torment so I plow with gracious forward
See strategy's important
You gotta choose wether the Bruce Wayne or throw the mask on em' (black on em')
Hook:
Got my focus on when I'm stepping out the Batcave
Ya know it's going down when I'm stepping out the Batcave
Got my grizzly on when I'm stepping out the Batcave
Ya Know it's going down when I'm stepping out the Batcave
Verse 2:
See insecureness & purpose it use to be the struggle
Til I discovered I'm thrice the beast just removed the muzzle Cerberus
Then have God come beat the doubts the wonder
That climate shift gave a lot wind to the inner rumble Murderous
Pen a joker grin just to lighten up, despite the rough
Seasons got Gotham Fog just to spice it up
Sighting such initially, spikes the gut with a titan rush
But this faith walk got me balancing & my wife is clutch
I peep the patterns like telegraphing in Morse code
In the demographics where being black is the war's soul
The fight for freedom is found in the storm's fever
A gift from God that impedes us
From tripping hard off the meter, a credence
That's needed when you tip the scale & you close to edging
Do or dive, a cannonball into mental madnesses
So forget the Lazarus pit, I'm tryna to die a legend
Good husband, father and artist until my final resting
Hook:
Got my focus on when I'm stepping out the Batcave
Know it's going down when I'm stepping out the -- yeah
S.O.T.B. was written by Pat Junior.
S.O.T.B. was produced by Daniel Steele.
Pat Junior released S.O.T.B. on Fri Oct 28 2016.