Front Foot Planted - Grieves, Symmetry, Type

I break it open like a fire’s inside so you should step back

And get a safe view from the other side of the paint glass

This whole world’s pokin' at me tryin' to get me jet black

To open up my hands and accept it like it’s the best pass

You can keep what you’re sellin', I never needed for anything that I couldn’t

reach for myself

And i’m fine with it never objecting the time applied in it, my vision,

never projecting anything I didn’t

And that’s the way that I like it, keep your claws away from me and everybody I

fighted

I keep a lot of what I see inside my heart and ignite into an artistic

expression that makes me feel like I’m high

And I ride for the principle, solid mind individual, never letting it slide on

the other side of the fence for you

It’s my breath I use and don’t know a damn thing that anybody out there

attempting to try to brand me

Don’t ask us why 'cause we don’t have answers

Front foot planted, we don’t move backwards

Questions arise with those destined to die

Left with their pride and a quest to suvive x2