Staring back at life, with eyes open, held tight to the words already spoken, chosen, by another to set the world to blaze, gaining my composure in this purple haze, in a daze, spendin life like a rat in a maze, just hoping, praying lord just to take me away.
Higher up, above, where i'm called to be, thats the difference between the stars and me, not meant to shine eternally, just wanting others to remember me. I'm leaving, only enough of this cypher, only enough of this rhyme, only a taste of this art, you consider a crime. Beautifying the streets, with a sweet release of my can, It didn't make me man, but a man it released, brought to my feet, standing deceased, forgot who I used to be, my new name eternally, born again as Froggy P.
So take this rythmn take this rhyme, take down the city one brick at time, for a second I could speak, my voice was heard, livin forever by the power of my written word.