E.Francis/ Erron's Attic - S.I.M.S ( Songs In My SketchPad) - Draft 1 lyrics

[ Intro ] [ EsZ ] We all wanna be Big Stars But don't why Got so many reasons I wanna paint my picture The picture that I just drew Hell good evening I want something to believe and Give you something to believe in I live to say I got it I live to say I go it [ verse: EsZ] I used to dream about bu*terflies Every night when my mother sang lullabies Until my grandmother died And we started questioning what's on the other side Time pa** , years later, still I pose this question Living life and making choices at my own discretion Was told to treat each mistake like another lesson And each day we awake, that's another blessing Aw sh** Look who all a sudden started spitting Quiet boy, sketchpad, guess I caught ‘em slipping Tried to call me lame till they heard the flow and now the call me vicious I no longer call them haters now I call them victims Started off with a line, just to draw the picture Dimes and Rocks, Paper, Fame just to pour the liquor Pink paint, Scribbled on the train, cause I thought I'd miss her Got caught up in the game cause I saw me with her… Something I just drew up Would hate to be a screw up You waiting but, to do what?