What shaped this past year for you?

Well, everything really

Everything that I see and everything that I do

The coals of the present and the ruins of the past

I wasted so much time as a kid

Now I need to get my life on track

Time for me to steer and stay in my own lane

All this blood, sweat, and tears

Hope I don’t hydroplane

I like women too but I need to worry about myself

Guys put that pussy on a pedestal

I put it on a shelf

It’s time to keep it pushing

And not worry about that bitch

I’ll only switch the gears so long as it’s my shift

Your question is mute because there’s nothing more to say

I can tell you I will not stop going in

Until I fade away