For the entertainment of the bow... With the after effects that affect shook grounds... Center stage under the lights for the world to see... Standing in the moment of the collapse before eyes that roll to the bleed... Jus tryin to live through the rounds within rings that battle back... Self assured that time hasta must last... As the enjoyment fails to respond to the waste goin on beneath the spot light... Opened for the kill shot to bang it's embedded thought of this is life... What comes must go with the hope of its return to prove a lil sum sum... Before it's too late to save a lil ol' thing called luv... As this world watches the highs of relations... N the grit of the bare that rearranges mindsets of lows so impatient... With an imprint seen from far n wide comin to catch the attractions fame... Playin the role within the game... Placed upon the mainstage to be judged n ridiculed by passerbys that point knowin they'll have their turn... As no one cares to hear what they think frustrated with worth... As the show must go on as a sight diggin in... Comin from within...