I drive myself insane sometimes
How can't I find the right damn rhyme?
How can't I distinguish mind over what's mine?

And when they play some %#@! I don't like
All I say is "That's Fine"
Hip Hop in my life wasn't a mistake

It was a miscarriage because what started off as a burden
Ended up being a marriage
Its in my blood now, its like my heritage

Sometimes it feels like no one can understand how I feel
But when I spit its like everyone relates to the same deal
What the $#&@ is this %#@!, making me feel like a misfit

Nobody can speak their minds, I'm too insecure to spill mine
Too un-confident to speak right, maybe thats why I get pushed aside
Point out the greatest five, Hov, Big, Em, Nas, and Pac

Guys who inspired me, but then after that all they do is mock
I'm too scared to speak the word, but I'll be fine to admit some %#@!
I'm scared of what the future holds, I'm scared of being bold

I'm afraid of being alone, and right now I'm in the zone
She going through phases, I'm going through changes
And at this point I'm trying to transform these demons into angels

So forgive me if I don't care about that car or how your chains glow
Or how you got all that money and $#&@ing the hottest hoe
Cuz I'm on an excavating mission to unleash this new god flow

Yes this new god flow, this D-Effect in this (*##$ and we go hard yo
See when I first started rapping I thought I would've gotten the support
Now everyone too scared to leave their balls in the court

I started this for the sport, now its like teenage pregnancy, they wanna abort
I fell out of line, don't $#&@ with me or you'll be Columbine
And that ain't even real, you'll never get to me kneel

But this whole time I've been looking in the mirror
I see three faces, and the older one is getting nearer
Is this really my damn fate?

Is this Hell or Heaven's fate?
Or maybe I just need to wait
Maybe the Lord has something for me to see that he's yet to create

But I think I've patient for enough, cuz I've done seen enough stuff
And this life has too, %#@! is like a dog, its getting too rough
It's better to be spitting bars than be behind them in cuffs

But when push comes to shove how do you distinguish hatred and love
I have nothing but love for y'all
But how many of y'all would be there when destiny calls

At the end of this, I'll probably be the biggest in this %#@!
Or maybe just a hypocrite, but what the $#&@ do I give
I can't even afford a bike so how the $#&@ you expect me in 10 years to drive a hybrid?

I'm just being real y'all, they say my lyrics are sick for my age
But the sound quality stinks for the ages
Well thanks for ya two cents, but more is needed for me to be the truest

That's why I feel like my friends lie to me when I link them my song
And they say thats some good %#@!
%#@!...

I don't know how many of you will survive 15 minutes of this
But this is made of innocence and bliss