Outro

Yah Beautiful

Dangerous season the fall of youth

Souls wither like gold diggers, we follow suit

The booth is starting to feel small

I should feel appalled,

Instead i feel it all and can't call it

My heroes have the heart to lose the life I wanna live,

In the end I'm hoping that i take less than I give,

We go through stages, I ain't talkin' bout gigs,

And I ain't talkin bout famous when I talk about big.

Pathetic poetics, connect my life to my words

Some cause play-back pain right to the nerves

For me it's hard to hear, that youre hard to hear

Didn't believe I was deaf till some check started clearin

Now thats a different kind of clarity,

And love for your brother,

That's a different kind of charity

Ya I rap fearlessly

But i act carelessly

When i'm busy on my grizzly

I'm a quarter bi-polar bear

With me, the rarest breed

Naw I'm just a parakeet

I talk what I hear

I do as they do

And I hate what I fear you see

A simple animal, sin is sincerity

But when I get carried away

You carry me TSOL