It's On Again

And this the story of Daniel in the den We value a mellow man Facing off with fear Composure my greatest friend Bees gon' sting, but a bear don't extend No need for a swat when my strength times ten What you going to do when a cycle's all you know When you gon' see that a fight is not control Don't mistake my patience for submission That's a no I don't back down I stick where I stand, word to my mom (Oh) Got to keep it level headed If I read it I'ma spread it Jean-Paul Sartre, and Coelho on my hip Fully loaded up mag, that's a wise ass clip Eyes on my stunt bitch, watch how I flip Every time they throw a barrel, Ruggo never even flinch Y'all don't understand bitch I put up with a lot And every time they come back, what I say? Oh it's on It's on again It's on again Woah-oh And I can't stop it's on again It's on again Woah-oh Staying on my toes for the shit that I'ma face Keep my love close it ain't hard to slip away When I was a kid I thought forever was a day Now it's months getting by without a motherfucking trace Kind of hard to keep up sometimes And it's been getting harder trying to ease my mind Depression had a grip for a long ass time I was worried about dying Now me against the world got me thinking about my girl Got to paint a life 'bout the size of a mural With a motherfucking brush 'bout the size of my eye But I got to make it happen Ain't no asking why Way too many nights I would hear my momma cry, that's the motive I go with the speed of life 'cause I can't control it If you got a weak mind, you gon' try to show it I'ma give you one shot don't blow it It's on again It's on again Woah-oh And I can't stop it's on again It's on again Woah-oh I need more space More space, more space I feel the most free when I ain't home Wish I still had my Granny to lay on Shit's cold with my family I must say Only really trust a few and the love great I had a lot of fucking anger that built up And even more pain in my lungs (Aye) Been through a lot of real life in these past three years While my bloodline worried 'bout some funds? Wait That shit get me hot but I play it real cool Y'all don't understand all that pain I went through See my blood start boiling when I'm standing next to fake And that happens more often then I'd like to Why you think I barely talk to Mike dude? Why you think I never answer calls? You could leave a lil message, but you'll never be brethren And you're lucky that I'm staying this calm Lucky that I'm staying this far from you all And you're lucky that I learned to control when I act out 'Cause if I didn't, everything would be different You'd be seeing all the shit that my dad's 'bout I don't play about my heart If you speaking on my mom Or you creeping on the life I live private So watch how you act around me And tread cautious, 'cause I don't know a soul that knows how I get On me