[Verse 1]
The hell I'm gone to be
Moms stay telling me
I got to succeed say she see the potential in me
What good is potential when nobody else respects it?
Night after night, writing down my f**ing message
Trying to write the pain away, I bleed through the pen
Regrets, empathy, and perseverance
I speak it the way I feel nobody else do
I tell you about the life I live, and the life I want to
I'm 14, but my sh** ain't for teens
Doing d**, living reckless, writing about the wrong things
I speak for people overall following their dreams
Never letting anything, absurd intervene so
[Bridge x2]
You tell me you trying to prosper or fail
Truthfully I got goals, I ain't trying to be in jail
[Verse 2]
Uh, ain't trying to be in jail
Man, I'd rather excel
Lost soul, but I never lost hope
Hanging off a ledge, conscience urging me to let go
But I know that I can cope, till I'm no longer broke
And moms no longer independent, hustling on her own, yo!
A n***a got to make it
Spit this hot sh** if you know just what I'm saying
Seem like everybody got something to say
Why can't they respect a kid trying to enlighten his fate?
I guess they just won't dig me till I make it
To freeload and then tell people they know someone who's famous
But I got a list of people full of sh**
Then be the people I'll certainly be cutting ties with
Doing me ain't trying to work for the man
Check my rhyme book, n***a it specifies who I am
They laughed when I said I had the world's antidote
But I'll never stop, something like a repeating decimal
[Bridge x2]
[Outro]
I ain't trying to be in jail
Man I'd rather excel