Yeah, from writing for rhymes to making them rhymes write

I wonder if I have finally reached my max height

Sometimes I feel I'm gonna die young, and its alright

At least in the end you had no spite

Yeah, I'm exhausted and I'm spent

Though the end is nowhere in sight

Still I feel satisfied like I finally saw the light

I know I use the same rhymes, the same words and I know its not right

But I feel like I have grown out of it and need some respite

For I find that for me there's no cause to fight

I'm fulfilled with my music for the night.

You want to bring me into action, give me some commission

On a laudable mission, or a rap underground admission

But I have got no team but me, and it cuts like an incision

I don't know how to talk with the beat, and it led me to submission.