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