Mr. Porter - It's Okay lyrics

[Proof] Check it out [Eminem] Hey Kyu! [Hook: Eye-Kyu] It's a broke day, but everything is okay I'm up all night, but everything is alright It's a rough week, and I don't get enough sleep It's a long year pretending I belong here [Verse 1: Eminem] One day I plan to be a family man, happily married I wanna grow to be so old that I have to be carried 'Til I'm glad to be buried, and leave this crazy world And have at least a half a million for my baby girl It may be early to be planning this stuff Cause I'm still struggling hard to be the man, and it's tough Cause man, it's been rough, but still I manage enough I've been taken advantage of Damaged and scuffed, my hands have been cuffed But I don't panic and huff, frantic and puff Or plan to give up, the minute sh** hits the fan, it erupts I'm anteing up, double or nothing. I've been troubled enough, and I'm sick of struggling and suffering See, my destiny's to rest at ease 'til I'm impressed and pleased With my progress, I won't settle for less than cheese I'm on a quest to seize all, my own label to call Way before my baby is able to crawl I'm too stable to fall, the pressure motivates To know I hold the weight of boulders on my shoulder blades I see the golden gates to Heaven on Earth, where they don't pull a weapon on you when you're steppin' on turf, Kyu [Hook] [Verse 2: Eminem] I'm going for broke, gambling and playin' for keeps Every day in the streets, scrambling and payin' for cheep Prayin' for sleep, dreaming with a waterin' mouth Wishing for a better life for my daughter and spouse In this slaughterin' house Caught up in bouts with the root of all evil I've seen it turn beautiful people crude and deceitful And make them do sh** illegal for these Grants and Jacksons These transactions explain a man's actions But in the midst of this insanity, I found my Christianity Through God and there's a wish he granted me He showed me how to cope with the stress And hope for the best instead of mope and depressed Always groping a mess of flying over the nest To selling dope with the rest I quit smoking cess to open my chest Life is stressful inside this cesspool Trying to wrestle, I almost bust a blood vessel My little brother's trying to learn his mathematics, he's asthmatic, running home from school away from crack addicts Kids attract static, children with automatics Taking target practice on teens for Starter jackets I'm using smarter tactics to overcome this slum I won't become as dumb as some and succumb to scum It's cumbersome, I'm trying to do well on this Earth But it's been hell on this Earth since I fell on this Earth [Hook]