I lost my faith in godly scriptures
Somewhere between myself and having an intoxicated father figure,
An even drunker mother and a brother who was a drug addict

A thug magnet with a knack for attracting himself to dumb habits
And love's passion left me blackened within
I put my walls up then so that won't happen again

I say
I love you as a friend
But maybe as more just a little bit

Are there separate loves
Cause I'm not sure I know what the difference is
At this point.

At this point,
I'm supposed to be a big boy
A grown man with a future planned out for me to live

And it's this choice that I can't seem to come to
All while life is passing me by and spent time you can't undo
So what do I do

I'm confused and I don't know where I can run to
I can't run to half my friends 'cause
I always end up with feelings I don't want to

But there's no door to sympathy you should hold for me
These are just pieces of myself that make the whole story


Yeah, just so you know that it's me
I can show you all my battle-scars from roaming the seas
From Romans to Plebs,

I've been beating,
I've been beaten,
I still flow to the beat


We're steering wrong if we leave life lessons behind us
You'll go from identified to identity crises

Like me, I start confusing my enemy's likeness
For mine, so inside are our lives really different?
Am I cryogenic spliced from a killers living

Tissue, the issue isn't is he me, am I him in fruition
As sick as it might seem, I know it might be true
I could be anyone at this point, I might be you

What I do know is my belief in the life I live
As long as I love, I don't need a name, I'm fine with it
So this me, I'm mostly a social liberal

I believe I gay marriage, I stare at the individual
But it's not criminal to be believing otherwise
Just believe in freedom and don't infringe upon another rights

And learn to love your life, no matter what the beliefs
Because hope, even false, can save the world or blow it up in defeat


Yeah, just so you know that it's me
I can show you all my battle-scars from roaming the seas
From Romans to Plebs,

I've been beating,
I've been beaten,
I still flow to the beat


I know I've had a couple names, but they didn't fit
I lived with it but it had to come to change

Because it wasn't me, so I asked myself who I was
And came to the conclusion that I'm me, and not a title
I don't need to have alias to alien my file

Marketing's for artists needing the money for survival
Part of me would start to think, I'm living in denial
But my parents gave me a name, so I'll wear it with a smile

Blaring it on vinyl, cassette, CD, or digital
So any kid can get into my music if they're wishing to
Just for you listen to in your kitchen or your living room

And with name as plain as theirs,
I can inspire them to live this too
I'm loving and living by speaking my mind

You can not like my music or my physical features defined
I don't give a damn, because I'm happy in my skin
Rapping as I live, living gladly as I am


Just so you know that it's me
I can show you all my battle-scars from roaming the seas

From Romans to Plebs,
I've been beating,
I've been beaten,
I still flow to the beat