DeeJayAyeEye - Backpack strapped Lyrics

Backpack full of hope, takin' them hard decisions
A truthful explorer in a world of contradictions
Kickin' through the dirt, rubbin' shoulders with the broken
Real life's beasts ain't cute, they're locked and token
Where the world's got bruises, ain't no hesitant emotion
Travelin' gritty roads, escapin' delusions and commotion
Sneakers cut through chaos, ain't runnin' from sins
Soul open wide, with these worldly spins
Hold tight to my gear, no Instagram glitz
We're unraveling stories, no Hollywood scripts
Backpack, backpack, where we wander ain't tame
Life's rough seas, we're sailin
Yo, I'm like Dora the Explorer, but real raw
Travelin' the globe, ain't nobody keepin' score
Backpack strapped, seein' the world's core
From dirty streets to them high skyscrapers, oh sure
Swipin' more than maps, uncoverin' secrets
Trappin' tales, harder than concrete, no fake shit
Pull the zip, grab them truths, hard to ignore
This ain't no kids' tale, seein' the real and the raw
Backpack, backpack, where we goin' next?
World's a mess, face the facts, with or without maps
Backpack, backpack, through rain and dust
Chasin' truth, ain't no place we can't trust
Backpack, Cross the ocean with my crew, ain't nothing sleek
From the slums to the peaks, hear the stories they speak
Dusty roads and city lights, watch them flicker bright
Every corner got a tale, under the moonlight
Dodgin' pitfalls, ain't playin' no child's game
See the poverty, pain, never turnin' away
Got the maps marked, places of glory and grime
Real life ain't scripted, no nursery rhyme
Backpack, backpack, where we goin' next?
Facing struggles, stories untold, never perplexed
Backpack, backpack, whatever life demands
Seeking justice, as we travel these lands
Backpack, Through the jungle we weave, no map can confide
Every path holds a secret, nothing to hide
From the deserts to the icy poles, we glide
Questions that demand answers, we can't let slide
Canvas of the Earth, painted with cries and laughs
We trudge through the shadows, learning life's drafts
Ain't no candy-coated lines, it's raw as it gets
Stories of survival, amidst the world's threats
Backpack, backpack, where's our next quest?
Tangled truths, each mile a test
Backpack, backpack, beyond borders we roam
Seeking what's real, always call the world home
Found a street corner story, dark and twisted
These roads ain't friendly, but boy I'm persistent
Passport stamped, life's ink on pages
Through crowded markets, dodgin' war's rages
Beyond the screen scenes, they maskin' the mess
Ain't pretendin' it's cool, see the pain and distress
Kiddos beggin' in alleys, where hope's a rare guest
Hedonistic nights, face to face with the test
We McGyver our way through this rugged terrain
This ain't the kiddie stuff, only grit remains
Hear the heartbeat of lands, of lost and found
In these trenches, every conscience resounds.