Intro: Its AK The Psychiatrist, Psy-for the mind and chi for the city
Grew up fast, I then grew up fast, thank the lord for my verse now I'm free at last, put my soul in this verse, say I'm free at last! have a song in the works of a new jack swag, sick, so I'll ailment the boy spit that cash, when I was younger still I'm learning but I blew that fast, had to watch it cause my pockets wouldn't hold that stash, off to college with more knowledge, office, space that desk, boy, listen up as I make this vast, flow delivery, digorno im outcast, a city where people don't blow unless they mad, tat on my chest just to show myself I'm not that, Bueno, saying goodbye but I painted a halo above the heart lies the art of a kid with aureole, set of horns for the ones lost and feeling trapped in the field, this one goes out to the ville, yeah boy shouts out to the ville, ill, a pen and pad just to show off the skills, a couple notes for the folks with a track and no deal I spit the flow of an old man soul foreal, man you only 19, show me how does it feel? well, solitary, excuse me if you feel like my words are sounding scary, but this a be the heart of my words, say when Im Buried, this here no legendary, or musical mercenary in order disciplinary, you know, military, action speak louder than words, visionary, nonetheless im killing these words extraordinary, wordplay so like confetti, people? you feel this really? fuck it, cut out my real shit, stop all the cussing, wow kids look up to me, saying shit they know is disgusting, in fact, where your parents at? Guess too busy working, Role models take action, this is our purpose! if not, I had enough! fuck the ops and the cops, same shit a different day, come around and get dropped, put my words upon display for a kid on the block, im through talking so for now, im a leave it to Pac. Gone
PAC (outro)
