It seems Im asleep in my mothers eyes Geek in some other eyes Freak to some other guys Pip-squeak to some tougher guys but I plan to show em wrong Mapping out the dreams On my paper that I wrote this on And I wrote this song, for anyone like me I made this f**ing tape for anybody thats like me So fight me, either you can love me or hate me Whatever you think that this tape means,f**er it makes me -whatever I am I am whatever I am, I am a considerate man I am illiterate If thats what you make me Thats how you take me Then thats what I have to be It seems I am breathing for at chance at living really Ridiculous rhythms im giving to you My head is swimming through the oceans of fate The waters running low so now the oceans a lake Its getting f**ing hotter, the ocean is rain Condensation, conversations have opened my brain up Im open up to the world now From mopa to music, now im focused and you just Gotta hope that this new sh**, it isnt hopelessly clueless at all I go from hopeless to hopeful in just a matter of moments It doesnt matter, for this is just a matter of moments So I am waking up to the globe to shatter the lowest denominator from home Im hopeing that I dont blow it, no And I am wide awake My eyes are wide open I am seeing for the first time Im wide awake And I am coming through From here Clear To you And I am wide awake My eyes are wide open I am seeing for the first time Im wide awake And I am coming through From here Clear To you It seems that the earth is my playground The dirt my sand-box, the words my hands wrought Is all this man got, not even a jam spot Not even a damn dog, companions I have not Demands are not easy to fill, but I plan to grow fatter Im bill from king of the hill, more like king of the trill Im rising like the cream of the crop, the steam to the top Mean to the law, into the sun, like im steven segal Waiting for people to fall around me The ground, around me shakes whenever I pound beats Im pounding all weak emcees into the breach Im on the brink of madness, time for the weed and a drink for me But when I drink, all my creativity flows easy And tea leaves, greens me and The steez flows freely An eazy e voice, but a flow like weezy Without the tattoos cause that sh** is freaky to me Its easy to be empty, not easy to emcee Its easy to tempt me, not easy to get clean Its easy to jest but not easy to jest me I am a pressed T, I am a stressed teen I mean, I am depressed G, I am pepsi, f** coke That sh** detests me, im getting a lesson in time Im geussin its mine, this heff is getting his grind f** a mansion, I leave it behind Play-boy