Now ever since I took my wife's hand for my life span
I feel like I've been spendin' more time with my mic stand and my pipe man
Things are getting heated, almost got a nice tan

Head up in the clouds, I get too high, I got no flight plan
So what's next? Should I keep speakin' my mind?
Keep on, readin the signs, tryin to keep wit the times

They say freedom is blind, and I can't see the future
So I got to make it work, there ain't no plan B for Luke here
I drop beats and spit bars and try to get established man

But I keep gettin barred from every bar establishment
I need to keep it focused like a camera lens
But I handle everything from music to the management

And I must be heaven sent, but I'm sittin at the bottom
I should be at a level 10, so where's my medals man?
They said music will influence the people who listen to it

So I'm tryin to contribute wit what I do, so get into it

[Chorus:]

Now I don't know where I should go
See the same things happen, everything is on hold
So, I need to grow, or take control

I gotta make a move now or I'm freezin in the cold
So now what should I do? I don't know
Write another verse? I don't know

Make another album? I don't know

[Verse 2:]

I know a couple emcees who think they better than me
Well if you can't beat them, sign them and put HalfLife behind them
I played the role of coach, plus the ref and the linesman

Show you what not to do, so you can put your time in
Self made man, no one helped or gave a hand (nope)
Livin month to month, I worked for months to pay the rent

So now I take the reigns, I major, I major made
Ya I talk a lot of %#@!, a lot of things stay the same
I still break the chains, kids stay in your lane

Learn to listen, stop dissin, burnin bridges, nothin changed
The same motha $#&@as who got beef with me
Are the same motha $#&@as wanting beats from me

You? after, from producer to weak rapper
I speed past ya, and turn pages on each chapter
You beat jacker, give it up and walk away

You make it hard for a kid to love a culture these days

[Chorus:]

Now I don't know where I should go
See the same things happen, everything is on hold
So, I need to grow, or take control

I gotta make a move now or I'm freezin in the cold
So now what should I do? I don't know
Should I make another beat? I don't know

Should I quit smokin weed? I don't know
You think they're ready for it? No
I ain't ready for it. No


[Verse 3:]
A lot of rappers run they mouth, but they run when %#@! starts

Imitators wit no substance, like armpit farts
And most rappers now a days claim that pimpin's easy
But they girlfriends' look cheaper than Canadian tv

I'm a main character, of course I'll be winning kid
I never had to sell my soul like Bart Simpson did
I go no tour, I'm drinkin liquor til it's tasteless

Half in the bag, like potato sack races
Is that supposed to be the way, make a livin, get paid
Smoke weed, drink liquor everyday, I can't complain

But %#@! will take it's toll, I know I'll feel it when I'm old
I got direction in my life, but I don't know where to go


[Chorus:]
Now I don't know where I should go
See the same things happen, everything is on hold

So, I need to grow, or take control
I gotta make a move now or I'm freezin in the cold
So now what should I do? I don't know

Get a real job? I don't know
Or maybe go commercial... I don't know
You think they're ready for it? No
Cause I ain't ready for it. No