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