Nothing is written and that's what they say that nobody can show you the
way
Nothing is written and that's why I spent the last twelve years in this hip hop
game
They kept on telling me I couldn't make it and I gave no f*cks what they say
Cause nothing is written and nobody knows only you can control your own
way
Walked barefoot roaming the desert
Thinking one day they'd behold these endeavours
Stalwart Empire pretty clever
Once More We Survive even better
But they never gave Stally no credit
Never even was a topic on reddit
I used to say that Hip Hop was forever
Now I'm wishing that I'd never said never
Maybe really right from the start I was naive
Trying to figure out what y'all want was my Eve
Like the Mouth of the South wore a heart on my sleeve
But now I'm thinking it's time to depart take my leave
But I always knew that despite the thesis I was forming
The heads might not show love for what I be performing
That they'd never really hear the thoughts this mic be recording
That I'd never play the Apollo like Michael B. Jordan
Maybe instead of trying so hard to show I care
Shoulda tried to capitalize like an Ovi stare
But I can always tell myself I was bold to dare
That I invested my soul and that I never sold my share
Nothing is written and that's what they say that nobody can show you the
way
Nothing is written and that's why I spent the last twelve years in this hip hop
game
They kept on telling me I couldn't make it and I gave no f*cks what they say
Cause nothing is written and nobody knows only you can control your own
way
Sometimes I'm out roaming the valley
Wondering how Macklemore got a Grammy
Wondering why I'm so poor at Instagramming
Probably got less follows than your Granny
Just trying to make it in my field like Sally
And retire somewhere on a beach in Bali
Maybe I can turn my cap around and rally
Or just cut my losses and count up the tally
My genre would be Hip Hop if the bracket fit
But like Barry Bonds stats, should have an asterisk
If this game was film I won't get cast in it
Then why the f*ck can't I get past this shit
Yeah I love the art form It's the scene I ain't digging
I know they'll never love me even though they know I'm gifted
Maybe I wasn't appropriate in my appropriation
But shit I chose this music shit over procreation
Never wanted to be rich only wanted a living
But my ego's been taking more beatings than Robin's been given
Was it the way I rocked the flows or the topics I chose
Or were they caught up in all the baseball I exposed
Maybe going back to hockey was a bad habit
Cause when I tried to spit that political shit they wouldn't back it
Made me look like when it came to the real I couldn't hack it
But like Jeff, I was the Greek that refused to be the back up
Ugh a Habs metaphor again, it's where I seem to go
Why do I always rhyme shit y'all don't seem to know?
Maybe this is on you for watching me die slow
Cause like an avalanche, you can't see past the white flow
Nothing is written and all this has been fun
Thank you for listening but I'm just about done
I'm proud I took on the game but this run is ended
I don't want to be a player no more no pun intended
Nothing is written and that's what they say that nobody can show you the
way
Nothing is written and that's why I spent the last twelve years in this hip hop
game
They kept on telling me I couldn't make it and I gave no f*cks what they say
Cause nothing is written and nobody knows and only you can control your
own way