Canvas
[Intro]
"Let's take a path less traveled..."
"Yeah, make a gas pedal hit the metal..."

[Verse I]
I got a bucket list but it’s too big to fit in the bucket
So I’ma use it as a carpet to lead me on my way
And clock is ticking‚ time is running out
And I’m up all night spitting rhyme after rhyme‚ line after line
You throw this money tryna chase those dimes
But whoa! Nobody says “You nailed it”‚ Jesus Christ!
You see? That just a piece of a puzzle missing
Is a real reason why I am seeing that your fuckin' jig is up
Like Keith Callum; just keep telling ‘em
That you’re true to your words
But you’re so phony when you stand in your truth... it falls
You gonna learn to your cost with the “Empty Pockets”
Yeah, stand alone Josh Solomon
And my music isn’t Rock but you’re getting stoned
And I’m not gonna leave even you unturned while achieving goals
Now hit the road and sing the fuckin' chorus
[Hook]
Let’s take a path less traveled, yeah
Make a gas pedal hit the metal
'Til the planet spins backwards
Until the grave is prepared for us
'Til then we gonna make the paper from canvas

[Verse II]
That’s right‚ I’m gonna color a canvas
With the blood of these MCs
I’m killing ‘em all on a regular basis
The way I spray these rhymes
I can shoot you like bang bang bang see? (Banksy)
'Till you got no face, oh
Now you wanna face off?
You can’t keep up with my pace, no!
Like you’re driving pace car during racing - Detroit 2018
I’m just saying that I am amazing at rhymes creating
None against it‚ there is no debating, ain’t it?
Shit’s just got you gassed up
Like David Mason in a fucking chamber
Of San Quentin “Cali State” prison
Oh you said you’re gangster
All you do is pull the trigger, yo pull your pants up
In my raps I... push the fuckin' envelope to the motherfuckin' point
So you just can’t let it go (letter go)
Now you gotta mail it folded
You just got folded with punchlines
I told you, it’s over for you
You know this, it’s time to sing the chorus
[Hook]
Let’s take a path less traveled, yeah
Make a gas pedal hit the metal
'Til the planet spins backwards
Until the grave is prepared for us
'Til then we gonna make the paper from canvas