[Verse 1:] When I was little I had plenty of dreams But football & art stayed at the top it seemed The peak before I reached mine still doubt I have yet Studied greats, took notes like I'm stealing tablets Placid. Hadn't a clue of why I was here Long as fun exceeded the total amount of my tears Years pa** and peers flag my dreams with jeers And soon my vulnerable mind appeared to be drowning in fears Plus I was broken up physically But what really stopped me was they got to me mentally To be or not to be is my quandary, picture me Smoking opposition like Barbeque, Hickory Flawless victory what would you have done Should've been a track star all I could do is run Done playing on the field but still playing the field of dreams But football star no longer seemed real to me [Hook:] Real or not I want it And once I got it You know I gots to flaunt it for all If it's there I'm coming Hundred miles and running With the world on my shoulders to haul Down a lonely road, trying to find my purpose No telling what I'll see Low and behold, after all my searching I found out its up to me [Verse 2:] Still ain't sure what I'm here for ‘Cause sports faded from the plan in my mid teens Though art was still apart of the scheme I'm writing rhymes, part time Trying to hop on the scene I won't be ignored Wasn't hard to make green creativity And drive made my hustling keen, couldn't stop me I was just spreadin my wings, trying to live out my dreams Wanted to live like Akeem and King Jaffe Raps on point but my grade's obscene Momma saying I should join the marines I mean the army She think no college probably want a kid like me I told her let them see my art and we'll see. Shouldn't doubt me Meanwhile, teachers taking me to schools to speak And show my work, yo these youngin' were me but even better Saw I made a difference later on when they would visit Then join the school I attended, look, another new beginning… Eh ma, by the way, peep this Pratt acceptance letter Never say never [Hook:] Real or not I want it And once I got it You know I gots to flaunt it for all If it's there I'm coming Hundred miles and running With the world on my shoulders to haul Down a lonely road, trying to find my purpose No telling what I'll see Low and behold, after all my searching I found out its up to me [Verse 3:] Now as a man, Stan managed to stand On my own when life was sketchy ‘cause I drew up a plan To combine my art and music and expand my brand Giving back to my students and of course the fans I'm sure my purpose is service So I see our challenges and work it out the best I can Below the surface, don't do it for the vine or cam Fronting for a little backing never part of the plan So what you here for? Me? Busy chasing down these dreams When they close enough to see I be like “there it go” Got'cha! Never will I knock a-nother trying to discover Their path and where it leads. We travel at different speeds Battle until we bleed when it's looking rather bleak Courage gather from deep til grasp what we seek Long for it like Nia but Nia is what we needed Some will chase it forever and may never get to see it Most don't see what I see Most don't hear what I hear [Hook:] Real or not I want it And once I got it You know I gots to flaunt it for all If it's there I'm coming Hundred miles and running With the world on my shoulders to haul Down a lonely road, trying to find my purpose No telling what I'll see Low and behold, after all my searching I found out its up to me