[Verse 1: Nino Bless]

Walk with me, put on these shades so you ain't blinded by the city lights

I'll show you what it's really like

Cross with me, lets jay walk through a street

Where they'd shoot police before they choose to flee

Your stock shoots through the roof when there's proof how you lead

Guess I move too discrete to have you too intrigued

Well what's destiny? They say shit happens when it's meant to be

Words like this had me at the point of infidelity

Spending nights lonely laid with some broad

Though I could stare in the mirror, wasn't facing my flaws

I'm trying to have a conversation with God

To ask him why in the hell he gave satan a job

Lord tell me why an innocent child could die sick

While the most corrupt fuckers grow old and die rich

Its ambiguous, I studied your whole sinners list

But hoes, money and trolls control this whole syndicate

The more riches, the more clearer the picture gets

So guess where I'm sitting when all I see is the silhouette

I can't lie that leaves a dim effect

Know the stairway to success but I just had to take some different steps

A bit depressed, but never the less it's worth the level of stress

To rebel against, and lean my back on this fence

Hence my stance here, don't tell me to stand clear

I already fell in this mess, let me settle my debt

[Hook: Ness Lee]

Spent all night long, trying to right my wrongs

There's no way around it cause that bitch named karma yeah she bound to come along

And we all her pawns

You could look for me but I'm gone

Said I'm gone, yeah i'm gone

If you don't hear from me, don't worry, don't be alarmed

I'm on my own, up on this lonely road

I'm on my own, up on this lonely road

I'm on my own

[Verse 2: Nino Bless]

Don't want no company yet I'm inviting criticism

Trying to enlighten yet I might ingnite some cynicism

Some kids'll listen like "are u hearing the shit he's spittin?"

While some others like "who gives a fuck this isn't selling"

I'm in a hopeless setting, but its all copacetic

Edit a movie of real life, the villian's always winning

And thats the ending, roll the credits

Nope, Marvel flick, the hero's last scene then this show is finished

I'm noticing this trend that grows each minute

Where we praise thugs but nobility ain't considered

Whats a real man, one who wins a fight?

What about the one who walked away to go home to his kids & wife?

Thats pussy right? What's a guy who knocked a guy out?

That doesn't take his son to school because he spent the night out?

Or doesn't know his child at all, ignoring his baby momma

Now who's more of a man if the guy he dropped is a great father

Hey, when will we grade honor?

When did we obsess over names like Dolce & Gabbana?

Card swiping while the debt gets extreme

Cause buying things is a way we uplift our self esteem

Let me set the theme, Edward Bernays in reverse

Play this verse and you could say you at church

Amen, hallelujah, I'm not the guider for ya

I'm just a guy with a mic recorder trying to get his life in order

Mind's filled with horror like survivors from Aurora

Trying to make up for my wrongs like Tom Sawyer

Time just ain't on my side

Nah, my impact might multiply 9 times after I die

So i'm now talking to somebody in 20 five

0...Oh sorry if the present is set aside

And I know one things for certain

As soon as Karma's diary's open its curtains