THE PIT

Fell In love with writing rhymes

Writing down what’s on my chest

Had to go through rough times

Shaped me up to be my best

Didn’t crumble not a bit

Even though I had my slit

Up to you It’s all on you

Had to get up from the pit

Separate yourself from others

To the path you need to go

All the teachings from our mothers

Look at me I’m tryna show

Pen & pad was all I needed

& my brain when I was low

Raising me a way now she did

Thankfully not turned up slow

Had to build my confidence

Never had that arrogance

Ups & downs with my crowns

Needed that experience

Nowadays I’m always praying

Also on these beats I’m slaying

Doesn’t matter what you think….

So you know that I ain’t playing

Giving up Is for the losers

Surely that Is why they’re weak

But we turn to Lord Almighty

Just like me so as I speak

& we know that best of planners

Having faith I know It’s lit

Helped me out with all my manners

Had to get out from the pit

Fell In love with writing rhymes

Writing down what’s on my chest

Had to go through rough times

Shaped me up to be my best

Didn’t crumble not a bit

Even though I had my slit

Up to you It’s all on you

Had to get up from the pit