Constant struggle pen to paper easy ratings in the dark
catching the red eye to candlelight the golden spot
* intention well invested in the message the past first
to make first to find an intention to be last the red eye
This is dawn the goal to be a mogul facing constant obstacles
Especially when no one knows you the
arena gets bigger the field is so large
And no one
told you it would be so difficult
You're broke,
you're a joke,
you're an inch from a vote
Sleep is no option with those who love you rejecting
All cause you chose to learn a new lesson,
* em all
Now you're on your third bottle, result overdraw
Stepping slowly in the dark just to stumble
You already fell enough times to give up the hustle
Ready to rumble but this ain't the Bronx,
it's wrong
Same things and other beats, born new with song
Yet it seems no one will even cross paths
So you make more writtens, just the aftermath
Of the red eye
The red eye
Making concessions the way it's sifted in dignity
Lose it doesn't even to bring about anybody
Fixated on how they hate you no matter the
trials You're desperate,
outrageous,
they treat you
like a child The red eye,
last resort to make amends
Everybody got something to do except be friends
Cautious to not explode from inner woes and
hate Another story for the books,
now it's getting
late The red eye