remain honest

[TraceOneInfinite Flat Earther 96']

To remain honest is a promise that I made to myself/
and yo lately I've been feelin like shits beggining to be affectin my health/
Try to remain open freely spoken but too many skeletons Im hidin
In this closet, so its time to clean it out and mop it/
wipe it till it spit shines and then the gleam from my light
can bounce across the sea's at night like my life used to be
but now usually see, now the pressure be punishin
I must be keepin it up like self-inflicted/
yo many shifts been takin place in my life/
and so whats my deepest truth now I dont know/
so how can I put it on the line when life isnt kind
Or when life just is...but you know that it isn't quite mine
man.. really Im just biding my time/
holdin my resources,
maybe Im self-conscious about not making it/
or maybe Im not and just saying it/
maybe Im just confused, funny thing is u used
to say I sounded like confused dude like its some striking revelay-tion
that Im tryin to hide or somethin, naw I dont put this shit out for nothin/
its better than frontin like I know clearly what God is wantin
my body and mind be playing tricks on my soul and vice versa/
man but what can I really, truly expect/
I mean honestly I aint been spendin much resources yet/
But still u can bet I still have that regret/
some feelings never die/
and it seems no matter what I do they follow me by and by/
they'd follow me to the moon/
I could lose them for a day or two/
but they always know where to find me/
because bottom line I guess Im just different from them
so aint no changin that reality
guess its always angst thats gone be surroundin me
infact if I lost it I wouldnt know how to feel/
cause shits defined me its how I know Im real
But still somehwere theres got to be some way/
so I guess I'll think about it/
bottle it up and send it on a boat off to another continent
then it still comes back to my feet/
guess its just a part of me
still not excellin way I want to be
in somethin Im studying
part of it is people around me
or when Im looking thru the lense of media
I dont be seeing the things that inspire anymore/
so it makes me search to the inner core
and draw on past inspirations till the well runs dry
afraid to try new stimuli, becuase in that way I cant really let loose
and stretch myself and lay my open wounds open to the sun
my joys my pain made visible upon my facial expression
and in the way that I walk
I'd have to be really feeling Irie to talk that talk
just to much to hide for now, but just ryin to be honest to bring it out

[Triple OG Rapsodie]

keep it treal

[Emence Beats]

dope man you got any audio?