| You could be whatever you dream
|
| so just believe that
|
| nothing’s impossible
|
| just ignore all the feedback
|
| Cause God knows those who do nothing always gaff
|
| Just do what you can, where you are, with what you have
|
| Had a young brother ask me «What's the point»
|
| As he smoked a joint
|
| Standing all fresher, across from El Camino
|
| «The thing is,» I said as I looked into his face
|
| «Right up the street they build rockets that orbit up to space»
|
| That’s Space X and you just stand here not even knowing
|
| Because we don’t dream, as a country we’re not growing
|
| But if you let that stop you, well then you really lose
|
| Just catch them off guard — a millionairre in tennis shoes
|
| Better yet, 50 grand and a health insurance plan
|
| get married, have a son, raise that boy into a man
|
| Who knows — cause the minds a powerful to know
|
| Whatever we think, we can become
|
| (I said) Who knows — cause the minds a powerful to know
|
| Whatever we think, we can become
|
| (Interlude)
|
| Ease on down, this thing we call growin
|
| keep your spirit glowin
|
| keep it easy going
|
| never let anyone tell you that is impossible
|
| even though there’s obstaccles
|
| Anything is possible
|
| You can be a Huxtable, Constaple,
|
| racing in politics, or building your own hospital
|
| Just keep dreaming young trooper it’s yours
|
| Keep knocking down doors until the give you the floor
|
| With the spotlight, you shine bright,
|
| Make them follow the leader
|
| You ain’t gotta sip lean, pimp bitches, or carry heaters
|
| and there’s more options than just rapping and playing ball
|
| if that’s your passion, go for it, just don’t let it be your world
|
| Cause you can crash real quick
|
| and never make a repair
|
| only to come out shook
|
| and find yourself, you going nowhere
|
| and luckily, I’m good at all the things that I do
|
| I’m smoking kangaboo
|
| my nigga so can you |