What I Say - Patrick Jørgensen

What I say, What I see

Try to explain how it is being me

Get the picture, obviously

Take it in, I’m here to be

Consciously contracted me

Working at it tirelessly

Gave it all consistently

Just so I could let you in

On what I have been dealing with

Missing closure, needing it

Don’t wanna make this bloated

Load it up go sad and deep and pit

No reason I got’s adequate

For me to pack it up, and quit

Switch it out with the things I miss

One more track with a deadly kiss

To the things I love and the things I know

The things I discover along the road

What I have, What I do

With the things I got the things are huge

It’s a simple plot, but it says a lot

Bout the things you are and the things you’re not

What you were, is a simple fact

And the facts are true, but it doesn’t do

The things I do, less impactful, does it do

Something inside of your chest I feel it moving

Guess it’s just what I had to do in order just to

Get to the point I’m standing at would you look at that

I learned from life it taught me rap

Made me care, but right now this is all I hear

What I say, What I speak

Talk with a flow that’s quite unique

What I feel and what I keep

Locked up in my chest has some appeal

Let me tell you what’s the deal

My final quest, bout to let you in

Paint the picture, vividly

You can tell by the way I speak

Got a simple talk, but it goes in tact

With long as hike, to conquer hype

Sing for the moment time is ripe

Give my head the go ahead

Step it up, and pick the lock

Write it down and lock it out

Speak like we can laugh about it

Write it like it was a skit

Take a shot as shouts goes out

Open up what you talkin' bout

Didn’t get to tell you, how I changed

Ask me about my previous ways

I Wave it out with a pinch of rage

Spice it up with a lethal page

Cus time stood still as I engaged

In the blackout nights and the blindside rage

Was a classic teen with a wild outrage

Flip the topic, flip the page

That was me at a younger age

I took the step and prepped for stage

You can tell by the way I speak

Cus I blind the truth with a twisted tweak

I aim for the stars and I jump when I leap

I give you what I got, but what do I keep