I Look at me, what you Is it him or me? Critic's is dissing me was this meant to be? The feeling I'm feeling is real, and it's stealing, the meaning to stay in this Many men of tried it, few have made it Most taken out sin temptations I separate my English, like the When I fall, get repent, what don't ye get?
Rocking me constantly, being somebody, the pressures is me God and society Break Chorus If do I could fall, if I I will crawl. It's so hard having all, this what I want I stepped out, fell down, Got up, now
II Put in my shoes, with my crew, I lose take a ride right through my mind, birds eye I stopped caring what yall think a ago, here we go, radio, video, Stereo, types cause I'm white, the harder I write, the lies on my life Ye it in spite Right to my face, or stab me in the Manic depressive no, but I might just
III This position's out, I want out It's I wanted not what I thought It was I was poor now I'm cornered Knowing now it's in the past with the raps I'm signing 99 9 lines of autographs Most significant like I'm infinite Critics to kick my backside now they kissing it What a switch up, I'd a give up Ridiculous, how I ended up, so I ain't so different, yeah I'm a Living winning you got counterfeit religion I say it in my in ye face up to rise You hating on something you ain't even tried