[Intro]
Who are you supposed to be?
What are you trying to make out of yourself?
What do you think this is?
Who is Chadrick? What is sticky note?
Did you really think you were up for this
That must be why you stay up thinking all the time
You never get any sleep, you just think...
Stare up at the ceiling, thinking about life; contemplating what might not even happen
But it's still stuck on you...
What are you doing?
[Verse 1]
This music is my awakening, my understanding of my soul
The only thing between the time I live and die to hold my own
Masterpiece; that is what I aim to be, claim to be
Catastrophe, that is what I used to be; unconfident
Last to be; the only one that accomplishes his goals
I have worked too hard and now everyone will know
I am not an icon nor a label nor a rapper
I am just a poet, I'm a fighter, I'm an asker
Of these questions that are always running through my mind
I think I'm schizophrenic I hear voices all the time
This is my design; my life goes how I guide it
My music is my honesty; No reason to hide it
I've been torn in between my own visions and dreams
That is why my true happiness is farther than seems
My family lacks sympathy; all of the way
We weren't brought up with love; quote "feelings are gay"
I over-an*lyze every situation I'm in; I like to pretend that the world at its end
I am a damaged man even at my own young age
Misunderstandings are taken out in my own rage
Lost family, can't see my nephews and nieces
My life; a jigsaw puzzle without the pieces