Muddy depressed
A puddle of stress
That's ok Pace you can do your best
I believe in me like an S on my chest
Investing in myself on this musical quest
All I did was sports and skateboard as kid
Of course lotta stamina thought It was a gift
Till I shitted on it
15 to 28 smoking weed
Really couldn't breath seems underneath
Playing video games for 5 years straight
Bipolar depressed have no purpose
I'm outta shape on my ass all day
Sat in a pile of shame
I feel embarrassed to say
I let myself get away
Couple J's smoking weed to the face
Everyday since 15
See I had to quit so I could breathe
And be Pace
I was wheezing now I hit the stage
In a blaze
Uncaged for a reason
Edibles fly way to the sky mind race
Like a highway feel incredible
Make it my way never settle I'm flame
Level up my game real professional
Getting in shape is humbling I'm hungry
I'm running my stomachs rumbling I run free
All out lifting weights every time I train
I'm popping fighting through the pain
No stopping till I reach my gain
Been through some shit
Down in ditch
Did a little digging but I'm not gonna quit
Gave myself a lift straight out of this bitch
Grit Grit Grit Grit Grit Grit
Struggling fears I'm manic
Not well years a panic
In hell tears can't manage
Feel damaged can't stand it
Need family a bandage
F*ck my brain, what to do, I'm insane
Lye in a room, Cry for no reason
Why my life is fine, I spy treason
Fried not alright, happiness is fleeting
Bipolar for five years but I deny it
Tried to hide it diagnosis
Done lying trying to find my focus
Was hopeless and roadless
I'm investing to reach my ceiling
Manic depressive sick of the feeling
I'm Digesting meds are healing
Testing them see what's appealing
Got my mind and body back oh yeah
Lotta time, on the road map
Lotta blow back from the foes who
Didn't know that I was sick
With the flow rap
Said I wouldn't be shit, oh yeah
Mental health breaks, graduated late
Great I'ma advocate never too late
Grew up at my own rate no debating
I'm Pace quit hating
Took a long time to feel I can thrive
I love rap high five I feel alive
When I snap on the mic start
Coming back I'm trying I'm fine
Got the heart of a lion
Tongue tied till 31 they snipped it
I let it fly smoking gun they clipped it
Gotta try exercises so specific
Love to write rip the mic ballistic
Sure a serpents lurking trying to merk my purpose
Hating on me worthless determined to resurface
Was nervous and wordless I'm certain its GAWNE
To work his verses this song wait its worth it its bomb
Head bobbing you belong stay mobbing go strong
Been through some shit
Down in ditch
Did a little digging but I'm not gonna quit
Gave myself a lift straight out of this bitch
Grit Grit Grit Grit Grit Grit
Whatchu know about Grit
On that overtime shift
People told me to quit
But I go hard for this shit
Y-Y-Y-You must be dumb
If you that I'ma succumb
I ain't no bum
Bitch and I came from the mud
I don't do this for the love
I just do this shit because
My success is so real I'm the best in my field
Always get in my bag never get in my feels
Labels calling my cell but I don't talk about deals
Unless we talkin' bout mills so y'all need to chill for real
Seen these rappers gettin' killed so under the belt
I always conceal the steel
Just in case I gotta seal the deal
Shaquille O'Neal
Not joking no Key and Peel
You wanted smoke?
Then I beat em' till they scream and yell
I'm probably never going to ever let em' leave this hell
No serenity is ever gonna be afforded to the enemy
No empathy I rather end em' when I enter in
I'm ready for like fucking anything
I probably couldn't get beat
Unless I wanted you to get to me, ah
Whatchu about grit I been gritty
Since a kid, he was raised in the Windy City
It was shitty but I never really had me any pity
I was giddy when I went and made a quarter fucking millie
Kinda silly now I look back
Could scrap so I never took crap
From the fucking bully tryna pull me by the book bag
Hit em' with a hook, jab
Been through shit but I grit my teeth
And PUSHED PASSED
