Now or Never Pt. 3 - Verbal Kent

From brave new rap, to save your friends

Each album took a new turn, a chapter in my rap life

And anyone thought I’d stop was on a crack pipe

Cause I was dedicated to the crap, plus I rock like graphite

Half right, notice my stress though

Bro save yourself, for myself needed saving, stay fresh though

I became a father, which means I became a martyr

Admittedly a kink in my armour

Thinking that karma is not so bad

Thought life was mostly sad, well not so fast

New meaning when your new born smiles

Now with all about food in your new born’s mouth

So now or never, eye of the storm

All or nothing, what they write movies about

It’s the score, the soundtrack of life as I know it

Just the unjust summed up as a poem