While he’s “faded”, Eardruma’s artist [Eearz] “unlocks” his emotions reminiscing about his life

“Spendin' my day, smokin' my weed and reflectin', countin' my blessings ”

And advises other youngins growing up in the streets to “soak up the knowledge” as he “speaks out these schematics” and “draws the [listener] a blueprint” in the view of “one that made it up out the streets”