[Verse 1]
Riding round my city I got mixtapes on my dashboard
God gave me this life so what more can I ask for
Cause asking for anything more would be so selfish
At a point in my life where I'm just feelin helpless
Miles in the army and I'm not close to my close friends
Cause I might be the most social but don't got the most friends
Trying to be nipsy but I gotta get my hussle on
Tryin to be a brand but I gotta get my russel on
I'm inspired by these gangsters but I don't touch the reefer
I just touch the mic and hope it touch your speakers
And I just hope the speakers touch your ears
And I was scared to touch but then I f**ed my fears
So I got mixtapes on my dashboard, That no one ever ask for
I'm trying to get to heaven do you think I need a pa**port
And don't think cause I don't rap about the hoes
Doesn't mean I would like a nice car some bling and clothes
You're lying if you say that you wouldn't wanna splurge a little
Questions in my brain might grab a gun and purge the riddle
I put my life into my music, sisters keeper
So I know I'll grin when I meet the grim reaper
[Verse 2]
Even if I walk backwards my past is still behind me
Cause I thought I was lost but I got lost tryin to find me
Well damn, I guess I really f**ed up
Now I'm chocking cause I couldn't swallow compliments I s**ed up
Bad comments about my album, I can't even find it
Which means I must be the best, but wait I ain't signed yet
I gotta stay humble, keep myself out of trouble
And as for my supporters I don't mean to burst your bubble
But right now I'm not thatgood and although I have some talent
I'd be putting it to waste by not taking on a challenge
I got an album full of tracks that proves I need to improve
And to my best friend there ain't a day that I don't miss you
And for you I got 32 unfinished letters
I've got mixtapes on my dashboard, and albums on the dresser
I got you a sweater for the weather for when it finially gets cold
"You can't do it" is a phrase I hope you never get told
I feel like I got an angel tied up, gaggin, in my trunk
The devils driving down my road of life, I'm pretty sure he's drunk
I got songs on my desk, a weezy poster on my wall
I've got a career to fall back on but I still want it all
Cause physically I'm young but mentally I'm aging
Definition of musician is something I'll be changing
I'm just trying to be engaging but my tracks feel like I'm raging
My future is a pencil, grab a gun an start erasing
If you ever see a smile it's because I have to fake one
There is no summer break because a break I never take one (x2)