[Verse 1: Guy Harrison]
Kid like me could be president since Obama tried
Least I know I'll get the job if I'm qualified
But n***as is ostracized
In the hood homicides never cease
Only see shirts reading rest in peace (R.I.P)
With a name of another one gone too early
They dying prematurely
Never made it to thirty
Dirty palms of politicians, corporation fed-
Reserve pumping out money collecting more of the debt
Information misread? or is it media modified?
Me, i'm the occupy movement personified
99 problems and money could fix half of em
Dump my cigarettes in the trash like thats the last of em
Body cleanse sense the end of the beginning of the prior me
I see an evil side of society
I, grew up in church wasn't always so sure that I agreed
Minister quietly struggling with sobriety
[Hook: Guy Harrison]
Ain't nobody perfect but my rhymes are
Paint the picture you play it sounding like fine art
I guess that depends on how you define art
The true measure of a man when the times hard (x2)
[Verse 2: Guy Harrison]
Tuition hikes, me I like to skip advice
Unless its from my pops, thanks to him I probably get it right
Sometimes I wish I said f** college, stayed home
Stress and credit on my mind Sallie Mae loans
Make it easy to focus in on the cons
Hard enough being another rap Artest like Ron
Hard pressed to shine from jersey its unheard of
Especially when you spitting like a nerd does
I'm something like a sherpa
Looking for hidden treasures in life
Stepped to the mic, freshman buzzing like a pleasure device
Pressures right, in the cabin, all systems go, said the pilot
I'm 21 you guess wrong before you check the mileage
Eyelids open up , lucky I see at all
I know people watching me fly hope to see me fall
I know girls looking in the mirror all they see is flaws
That confidence it ain't download gotta reinstall
[Hook]
[Outro: Guy Harrison]
When the grind start
Now when the grind start, (start start)
Ain't nobody perfect but my rhymes are (x4)