Every night when this young boy up
He break and he shake just to wake cos he knows that his mind will erupt
He hating the fact that he knows that his work worth more then the rust
He's taking and making the best of a bad days pay cos this little man knows its a must
Simba on the verge of a lion with lines that'll snort on the dust
I look back on the days
Irrelevant was evident in words that I say
A little fat boy with a high pitched voice rapping fast thought he Twista but hey
Play in every school concert a hype how the one dark knight in the year living up to a type
Some days that I just think hey what if Jordan never started this game in the first place
But this life, a choice that determine your sight
A choice that can make or try break its a might when you step to the mic
Put it on a plate to the world let em judge in a light
I try to do the right thing like spike do
But its hard in a concrete mist
I try to play my best game like mike do
But its hard when you don't make the list
Wish, wish that I could be
Someone better then the person I see
Mirror looking back at this army of me and deception of lies be the times I complete
Cos this mindset
Keep me set in a mind of my own
Cos this J going off like a mine and his time gonna come rise up till he blow, oh
In the cage I see the bull rage, cos I'm colored in black and white
Yet hesitate to relate with Mike you take 5 when you see black shift to the white
Pat the back the postman who deliver the haiku's a tiger my teeth gonna bite, right?
Cos this Major, and this Jay gonna spark it alight
Night