| When I think about the past of my life, and all that I did on my own
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| My own, all the years that I was struggling day and night on the block was my
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| own
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| To me I’m an outcast
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| It’s been a long time coming, I’m still here I’m still breathing
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| I’ve spent a long time running through each season to season
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| I’m your prime example if you can’t do it, so give it up
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| I’m your prime example cause I’ve been through it so listen up
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| It was deeper than just doing music and drug abusing
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| It’s about your life and how you use it, the road you chose it
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| Determines your every step and movement, lord knows I tried, knows I’m defied
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| It’s hard to run a race that I know I’m behind in, know that I’m grinding
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| Look at life through my eyes, it ain’t as easy as it looks
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| Nobody knows the blood and tears that it took
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| Here’s an expected turn of aggression, that turned to obsession
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| Turned to depression, through all that you think I learned all my lessons
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| I ain’t even scratching the surface, I ain’t even half way
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| It ain’t even about the bitches, or the money I’ve made
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| In fifty years when I look back on my past
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| All that I want is for my daughters to be proud of their dad
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| What else do I have
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| When I think about the past of my life, and all that I did on my own
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| My own, all the years that I was struggling day and night on the block was my
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| own
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| All that I wanted was a chance to be accepted like you, so tell me if I’m wrong
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| I just want to do it before it’s over and life’s gone
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| Tell me you feel, but I never thought I would really be the man
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| To grow up from nothing to the one sitting before me, see I’m an outcast
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| Now momma always said it would be worth it, through all the pain and suffering
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| Through all the rain and hurting, nobody’s perfect
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| I’m certain that if I left this earth, today they would miss me
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| But at my funeral how long would the list be before I’m history
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| An only child with no brothers or sisters, so often me and momma would pack up
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| The Dots and moving often is exhausting, back and forth in them section 8
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| apartments
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| There’s only so much you can take, before it breaks your conscience and changes
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| to nonsense
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| Now there’s been times in life where I feel flawless, I’d have to say those
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| Were the times where my ears would hear whispers, from other angels
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| Taking actions from other angles, there’s always a gamble
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| Always a handful, I was raised to show the game what I stand for
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| Can’t nobody take this moment from you, there’s nowhere to run to
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| So force them to make the decision to hate you or love you
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| And that’s the moment that your fate comes to a crossroads
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| And God knows, I’ve had my share of choices to make with obstacles off-road
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| With every piece of sand that’s in my hourglass
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| And with every breathe I take another hour pass
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| I tell myself it don’t matter, I’ll let them chitter chatter
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| Live with the laughter, get what I’m after, turn the page in my book
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| It’s another chapter, I’m after a bigger dream just to capture the bigger things
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| That have actually came between all the people that disagree
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| With the typical human being that never makes up excuse’s
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| But takes the breaks and heartaches the way that he slaves to make two cents
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| He’s a nuisance but they still follow his shoe prints
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| Till the day that he chooses to break away from the pack and the past is useless
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| Give it everything you got and never settle for less again
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| And they told me while growing up that success is the best revenge
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| I’m blessed to have walked the broken road, from student to teacher
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| When it finally evens out and your through it, it’s much sweeter
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| I would never take it for granted, never out lash but outlast the struggles
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| That have now passed, label me as an outcast |