[Verse 1: Natty] They're calling me an artist So let me go & grab my pad & pen & work out how to start this Picture, I'm going to, paint & embed it in your cranium Everyday i start of with a blank canva** & fill it with these lyrics about my darkest hours I used to run away from every problem i was ever faced with So i hear them calling me the largest coward But now i harvest power To sit down at my desk, grab my pad & pen & let these dark thoughts escape my mind, as i compose a piece So no more holding back & letting darkness take control of me In-fact i am changing into the guy I'm supposed to be I can't wait until the day i can put my past to rest Stand up to the microphone & speak the speech i'd wrote for me I wrote myself a eulogy cause the old me is dying out I think it's time i migrate away from all the negativity So like a bird I'll be flying south I'm looking in the mirror now & i don't even recognise me Can you all, hear the pain & anger in my voice when i emphasise…. Please!!! Hear me out, but they don't seem to hear a sound So everyday i cry myself a river on these tracks Just to find out later on, that my tears have drowned Now there's more to come so keep your ears to the ground I do this for the people, not for cheers from the crowd & everyday i sign the page with my blood, my tears, my sweat I fear, i will never see a brighter day I'm determined to make it out, & right now i can see the fire in my eyes burn a higher flame So now it's a brighter day Yeah: