[Verse 1] This is the story of a n***a with a vision In the corner, never talkin' only listenin' Fantasizing 'bout arms and neck glistenin' That's how he landed on the bullies' hit lists and Freshman year it wasn't gettin' any better Smokin' herbs with the burnouts, spoken word when the term's out, addicted and it turned out That the best thing that could happen was to let his mama down To get caught while smokin' weed would lead his life to turn around But who would've thought- That a loner could upgrade to writing/riding solo/S.O.L.O With a goal to let the people see the pain so that they'd all know? And the sh** he went through was probably the same as you Same thing different view Different man same truth In every single thing he do, remembers the place he came from Kicked his true addiction, in another way he gained one Made a few mistakes but that's expected when you play young but [Hook] Damn right I like the life I live Cause I went from negative to positive and it's all (Yup!) (2x) [Verse 2] Sobriety Only, Love Only Hear the music, see the struggle faced by the old me Get to know me, respect the man, love OD My new state of mind is more rich, gold rollie And now I gotta watch what I say. Cause I might end up rapped behind the bars like a parolee No probation, no break, constantly waiting- for my rendezvous with Hova or for my parlay with Satan In my mind these thoughts linger on for most of the time Like I'm in the middle of the pit and still fearing the climb Petrified of decline, leaning more and more toward the line That's my mental, believing otherwise'd be a lie And now you realize that I'm more complex than I seem Tryna strive for success, so potently I don't dream Anything I set my mind to will happen no matter what Cause I know what I'm capable of doing when I'm in a rut. What? [Hook] [Verse 3] It was all good just a year ago Or so I thought and now I'm seeing much clearer so I'm no longer ashamed of what's in the mirror But left the memories of screaming when they can't hear ya But I ain't going back to that Tryna fit in by whatever means without seeing the aftermath You can look and see how depressed I am And if it wasn't for rap, there's no doubt that I'd still be trapped 17th Century mentality, a slave to my time frame, either escape or I'm a casualty Nothing I can do to help it or can do to try. All I can do is live according to mine And now all that's left is to expel negative feeling Through this tape and in turn it's self-fulfilling The villains attempt to win by orchestrating my demise But YOLO never did have any real truth in my eyes. Can ya feel me? It'll take much more than d** to k** me And it'll take much more light just to reveal me Color outta darkness, the whole room shines too Talkin' 2012 epidemic, no swine flu Now back to reality. They say that Mary can't take control of you, that's a fallacy Yeah, cause I'd have needed rehab for my body and my whole mind And what's worse, wasn't aware of it that whole time Off one, still hungry with them Heath bars See now, he's smart despite actin' a retard Caught up in this role I'm tryna play, became the Joker Give my own performance 2 thumbs down, never mind Roeper The only thing that's not black on me now is my lungs, but I'm a smoker A stoner too. A young thug no love Now I'm off d**, so I see that they're right Figured this out one night, and now I'm riding/writing S.O.L.O./solo