It’s the last morning comin’ – yeah, it’s MC Motto

But before that, gotta clear my mind like a van Gogh

No use callin’ me, askin’ “Can I take a line?”

If I speak my truth, I ain't poisonin’ your mind

Parents don’t even watch their own kids anymore

Is it time to wake up, or just lock another door?

Maybe I gotta move, they don’t get what I’m about

Folks show up knockin’, I freeze up with doubt

Where do I file my claws, when the world feels sick?

And the salesman’s pitch – it still hides the real trick

I don’t even know where I’m meant to aim

Kids drive me mad, this life ain't no game

Dreamin’ of a place without fists in the night

Where no one's stealin' from someone else's rights

Where the fam could sleep without late-night fears

No knocks on the door, no whispers in ears

No prank calls burnin’ deep in my skull

But those skeletons in the closet? Yeah, they make me whole

They make me strong – they’ll never break me down

Those skeletons in the closet? I wear 'em like a crown

It’s MC Motto, and my mic still shines

Crack a beer, best sixteen bars of your time

I spit facts – I ain’t that type to boast

But some would stab me quick, treat me like a ghost

Drank some heavy – think I feel the pain?

They think my ego’s big, like I lost my brain

That’s why I spark this haze when the talk gets loud

Still the same old Motto, who hates this crowd

But I found my peace, let the screws come loose

A beat, a blunt, a mic – I cut all truce

Light it up again, maybe you’ll finally see

You won’t last long if your soul can’t breathe

We burn through leave time, too real for your plans

No rest for the dreamers, doin’ what we can

They blame us loud, but never lend a hand

Why should I smile, why should I stand?

Skeletons in my closet – yeah, they keep me strong

They won’t break me – I been fightin’ too long

Skeletons in my closet – la-la-la-laa

Creepin' near, knockin’ at the door – la-la-la-laa

Skeletons in my closet – they keep me whole

I walk with pain, but never lose control – la-la-la-laa