[Intro]
What's all this sh** on the radio man?
Radio always trying to tell me some sh** I ain't even trying to listen to... (yo yo man sh** is all f**ed up son)
Yo my daughter's feet man they just keep growing son, I need new shoes (I know man, me too)
You know what I mean I'm trying to make this rap sh** pay out (yo man, I feel you)
Aight (aight)
I'll holler at you (holler)
Aight, peace
[Verse 1]
Once my eyes open to migraine stars, I be [?]in' Tylenol
Excedrin and Advil that'll get my through to nine o'clock
I got an album to finish but brother time's are hard
And I need inspiration like a priest who lies to God
I try [?] thoughts but get distracted by lies and cars
Cause my eyes are fog like head was inside a swamp
I don't wanna be large, correction, I don't wanna be a star
I just wanna be large, meaning I wanna ball, hard
But not like dribble, pa** it and dunk
More like scribble raps on a drum and get [?] when I'm done (yup)
My 401K is my tongue and if you don't understand that an*logy you're probably dumb
With bad taste
Shootin' for first and last place
Cause you runnin' a race, runnin' in place, runnin' late
What state to be stuck inside
It can make you wanna cry
When you find out the things that you underline are a f**ing line (oops)
I mean where was I?
The answer is simple - not!
I was doing what I was told, just like a little bot
I was living a lie but now I'm living a lot
Now I'm trying to make a living because this is my job
[Hook]
Come along
With me as I do my best to try to make it, make it
If I can't love what I do imma do what I love
I'm gonna write a song
Put my heart, blood, sweat and tears in it
And then hope somebody plays it, plays it
Think that life s**s and it's not fair?
Welcome to the club
[Verse 2]
God please, lift some of this stress offa' my feet
Cause I can't make it if I keep having days like these
Baby mama steady sabotaging my dreams
Keeping my daughter from me, taking every dollar I see
Claiming I'm unfit cause I used to light trees
I wish she would move on, someone take my ex-wife please
I'm sick of the nonsense like the song I did in 2003
Trying to find peace but it's hard when someone's trying to fight me
Bite me, better yet, don't cause you're a zombie
Sick in the head, walking dead, great train robbery
It never ceases to amaze what some people do for hate
Including sabotage love like they think that life's a game
I wish they knew that we're people too
It ain't all about you, think about the things you do
And how they affect your kids
And how they affect your friends
Think ahead to how now will play out in the end
If you can't, remember that we a pretender
With a wicked agenda, better if you surrender
To the fate that you claim, instead of being blasphemous
Believing in God? Then answer to him
[Hook]
Come along
With me as I do my best to try to make it, make it
If I can't love what I do imma do what I love
I'm gonna write a song
Put my heart, blood, sweat and tears in it
And then hope somebody plays it, plays it
Think that life s**s and it's not fair?
Welcome to the club
(x2)