Life seems to take on a different route nowadays.
Im beginning to see myself more in camp
rather than be out there doing whut I thought
was seeking solace.

Somehow its feels okay to stay in camp or should I say home
compared to spending my time and moolahs shopping and partying like
I did for the past 8 months that Im here.
I guess Ive come to a point where i'll tell myself that ive been
there done that and now, im wise enough not to continue
that lifestyle I thought was a norm.

No it isnt, i know my roots well, Im not the guy
who drinks, parties, spend like I was born royal.
as time pass i guess people mellow down for no particular reason.

My time here is numbered,
and what I've been thru here, is nothing
but changes.