My Craft Video (MV)

Sitting here smoking this bowl of weed
I see more smoke so there must be fire
Thinking I must be crazy cuz I stay low key instead of trying
To make a demo out of all these songs I've drop over the time of rhyming
Learned guitar and other skills from years of music making vibing
With hardly collabing
Don't feel like letting people over to my crib so they can stab me
In the back with a rusty knife no thank you
I just love creating bangers
If I didn't have to work a regular job I'd drop one daily
I make that music
I'm addicted to genre fusions
I might just lose it
I'm an addict for bass line grooves and
Whenever the vibe is right
You'll find me in a lab
Making drum beats and melodies trying to perfect my craft
I've been at a level of hell where the people don't hear me screaming
I feel like the years I've dedicated gotta be for some twisted reason
No body ever wanted me to get this far
And it ain't even close
To the place I gotta be at this point in my life no wonder I always smoke
But aside from still not having the goal
I've always wanted the most
Everything's actually all good
6 years with my girl
We bought a small house in a nice hood
The American dream
But just like busta gimme some more
I'm tired of not getting cream
I make that music
I'm addicted to genre fusions
I might just lose it
I'm an addict for bass line grooves and
Whenever the vibe is right
You'll find me in a lab
Making drum beats and melodies trying to perfect my craft
I make that music
I'm addicted to genre fusions
I might just lose it
I'm an addict for bass line grooves and
Whenever the vibe is right
You'll find me in a lab
Making drum beats and melodies trying to perfect my craft