I started working on an album in like 06,
Now you're listening to the outcome of that grown kid;
See I made a few mistakes, wasted most my days;
nearly never made it to this closed disc;
I didn't know if I even had it in me,
I still don't know if there's anybody listening;
But when I write to a track, I get shivers down my back,
And I feel like giving up would kill me;
Yeah I've got self doubt, but a sense of pride;
And I'll never sell out, what I'm meant to write;
Cause if they buy your soul and you sell your mind;
Then you'll always miss out on what you left behind;
If my music does not stand the test of time;
If I'm destined to walk I still dreamt I'd fly;
If it's all false hope and the deck runs dry;
Then I'll play my ace and I'll bet my life;
Cause I don't know, I don't know,
I don't know, if they'll like it,
I don't know, I don't know,
I don't know, if I'll find myself;
Or if I'll ever really make it,
Hell does anybody make it,
I don't know but I'm done with this fake shit,
Hold up my hand and I'll ball it in a raised fist;
Don't get it twisted I live for rap;
But I wish I hadn't lived to see the label collapse;
Lived to watch half the competition get ahead of me,
And see half those friends turn to enemies;
Cause while everybody says I've got a gift for rhyme;
When I wrote this track I was still unsigned;
So some days I wake up out of my mind,
And I've thought of giving up like a thousand times;
I'm the type who tends to fall into depressed ruts;
And then spend half my life feeling messed up,
So the constant delays and strain of this album,
Not getting made has me feeling like the town drunk,
If I could just get the verses done,
If I could just force the words to come;
If I could just march up to radio I'd stare them in the eyes,
and tell them why I live my life;
Cause I don't know, I don't know,
I don't know, if they'll like it,
I don't know, I don't know,
I don't know, if I'll find myself;
Or if I'll ever really make it,
Hell does anybody make it,
I don't know but I'm done with the fake shit,
Hold up my hand and I'll ball it in a raised fist;