If I don't make music I'm probably dyin'
I go back in the studio and breathe life in me
Make another track, that's right, vitamins for me
Nutrients be the thoughts goin' through my brain
The antidote for me, I'm special in this paint
Metta feels that he has to make music like this to vent about his innermost thoughts and feelings. Those thoughts can be damaging or cause him to act angrily, but he has discovered how to get his pain out other ways.
He calls music the antidote for the disease he has been infected with, his passion.
To help improve the meaning of these lyrics, visit “Represented” by Metta World Lyrics and leave a comment on the lyrics box