"Composure" lyrics

Damn I got so close to getting closure
Brain's sharper but my heart's grown colder
Too many times where I was a pushover
Now I'm left searching for a four-leaf clover

Can not let my pride go and hinder
Me from getting closer to the fifth of the November
Vendetta, I'm a real contender
Attack formation, bitch I'll never surrender

Give me what you got, bitch I stay ready
My thoughts twisted but my finger stays steady
Instincts telling me to keep betting
On myself, so I can I get to where I'm heading

But my focus never moves like I'm a boulder
I'm so fucking high but life's making me sober
Had to always stay level, keeping my composure
It ain't fucking over til I say it's fucking over

All these realizations racing
Through my head like I'm riding on a spaceship
Taking off, damn this world is what I make it
I'm so close I can motherfucking taste it

Dig deep, keep exploring
Change only ever comes without a warning
In the pain is the moral of the story
In the battle you're not thinking about the glory

How do I recover if I'm dealing
Complications breaking through the glass ceiling
Words mean nothing when your actions are revealing
What's the root of all my dangerous feelings

Full steam ahead straight for collision
On a crash course from being lost in transmission
Long overdue, fuck asking for permission
What's my mother fucking life if I ain't living with intention