Had quiet nights lay'd up in my bed
City lights flashing cameras through my head
So many memories rushing
So many words crushing
Mind was about to explode
Until i was able to lay it out in what i wrote
So many restless hours that i spent
Now its all bursting through my pen
Nothing felt fake cause it was all real
This was me the real deal hadda explain how i feel
In cla** never taking notes only jottin lyrics
My appereance was a short white boy
Cla** clown life filled of joy
Cause i never let my insides come out
Coming into school off no rest lookin strung out
Hes that quiet ghetto lookin skater kid
If they only knew the trouble that i lived
Now its my time to become something
These are my words my thoughts its my time
This is my world at all costs its my time
Its just a dream until you make it real
Its all gone go if you dont feel
Make it or just dream it
Tellem bout it or make em scream it
Hes the young kid with a mind like sonic
Smoked on pip until he vomit
An noone could stop it
Teachers didn't faze him father wasn't alive to raise him
His mom and family praised him
For what for the nothing he became
The shame the unfilled dreams
The violent tears the screams
The happiness he feigns
He would drift off with his headphones
Weeded out his head blown
Quirky smirk with a mind full of sanity
Sister cutting wrists on her vanity
Wheres his humanity i never planned to be
Me i always looked over my shoulder
Carrying the weight of a boulder
Pressure of a closer in the 9th innin
But im winnin cause this is my ring my world
Hiphop is my fling its my girl
I put my pain to a lyric
Yall can talk shyt but can't come near it
Pa**ion is the game
An i won't stop until yall knows my name