International impact was Took a hiatus he again Be all you can be is all they of him Joe his way out the corner they backed him in No broke bones, bruises, few scraps Still endured a lot shit you Chest out tall Said fucked the world and off Left the game turkey. Retreated to his Fortress of Solitude on trying to be a more solid dude Six to describe him, struggle over came it still breathing. So many people in his passed and they still leaving Even when he he can still see em Never cocky, his got arrogance fused In a battle before anybody even he done already buried the dude A few chicks in life they would probably marry the dude Came second when comparing em to His hopes, his visions, His The goal, the mission, the In his done dwindled Hes steam, can it be so simple Only those who his music can hear it Its by the naked ear and He still effortless He can still make something hot putting any effort to it And hes to his own devices nights Listening to his own Its your You gon give in or you gon Do what you do homie, its right Get back to the the resurrection, the rebirth the recantation the Ba'ath movement S.O.N.N, Soul Of Art music Real Hip Hop I dont yall that Rap Music Real when you hear it Six words to describe him, you cant contain a free spirit