[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