Map of the Stars (feat. Steph)

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Lewis M.

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Shit, how should I even know
How even made it here when the road
Only appears when walking blindfold
Jog barefoot on broken glass, I know
Shit wasn't 'posed to be easy
Step to a mic, imagine how they see me
Sack of bones, depression
And occasional bars
I chop myself down at knees, see
Before they're given chances
To pair judgement with their glance
Gotdamn
Made this beat
And I felt like the fuckin man
Niggas begging me to sell it
But I had some other plans
My shit's not for sale
I know what it's worth
Every time I make a beat
Niggas open up their purse
First things first
Born ashy & poor
All the shit that I grew up asking for
Straighter teeth
Lighter skin
Never got, flash forward
I smile wide
Gappy. Glorious
Y'all gonna see me the way I intended
Director's Cut, 3D
No edits for TV
Motherloving nigga arrived
Won't stop
Short circuit the mothafuckin mic
And, that's okay
This Map of the Stars
Says I ain't that far
Let this song make the case
I'm on my way
A lil more everyday
And, that's okay
This Map of the Stars
Says I ain't that far
Let this song make the case
I'm on my way
A lil more than yesterday
Got a great ball of fire
Down in my abyss
All my fire can't live like this
Got a great ball of fire
Down in my abyss
All my fire can't live like this
Gotta keep
MOVING
Gotta keep
MOVING
Gotta keep
MOVING
Gotta keep
MOVING
Look
I know I need to accept myself
Respect what's felt, the cards I'm dealt 
Inauspicious
Gave a name to every scar
earned in my life
I'll speak slow so y'all get the picture
In my journals, ain't nothing but whispers
That crawled out the corner of my mouth
This voice don't sound too familiar like
The first time I heard myself speak into a mic
And, maybe
I'm too attached to my damage
Romanticize all the struggle and the anguish
In rap songs and poems
I'm holding hands with tornadoes
Panic is the only language I know enough to speak in
A puzzle that's broken
Mismatching pieces
That is the canvas I paint on
The secret point of it all
Do this without needing the fall
So, with creative highs comes crushing lows
Accolades and the pain
Fuckin gross
Tryna find a balance
Word to Atmosphere
Journey with ya boy if y'all folks dare.
Free from my chains, yet I still chose fear
Only living in my truth when the coast's clear
But, I swear to God, I'm trying
Breathe in deep, knowing the air ain't mine
I give it back
And, that's okay
This Map of the Stars
Says I ain't that far
Let this song make the case
I'm on my way
A lil more everyday
And, that's okay
This Map of the Stars
says I ain't that far
Let this song make the case
I'm on my way
A lil more than yesterday
Got a great ball of fire
Down in my abyss
All my fire can't live like this
Got a great ball of fire
Down in my abyss
All my fire can't live like this
Gotta keep
MOVING
Gotta keep
MOVING
Gotta keep
MOVING
Gotta keep
MOVING
Got a great ball of fire
Down in my abyss
All my fire can't live like this
Got a great ball of fire
Down in my abyss
All my fire can't live like this
Gotta keep
MOVING
MOVING
MOVING
MOVING

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