A Letter To Zen

From January to December that's hard to remember

I know it says zen den but this Erik instead

I spent the year finding solace from parts of my past

It's time to focus yea i wrote some shit on my agenda

Been chasing highs for so long it's bout time that it lasts

My five minutes flew by in the blink of an eye

I always crash and think back til it make me surrender

Cause when people see talent they treat you like cash

That's why i fuck with Chance, i know he ain't charging me extra

I see my team we got more stars than American flag