time is a wasting

don't compromise whats gold when your soul is left be sold to highest, skies the limit so give it, i said give it, bet it aint so just anotha joe blow to strolls down with a frown alone and complain about what was once his own but never fear im right to tell you to never compromise whats gold when your soul is left to be sold to the highest, i fly the fliest, and best believe that i aim to achieve the only thing that pushed me to where her ring, but ding! ding! ding! you've won again! what did i win?

another ride amongst the clouds so be proud that all it took was one hand that had me shuck.