The struggles make me tougher, relying on the bounce back
Sometimes its Flat on your back & there is no* bounce back
Conditioned to form illusions of my own conclusions
Mass confusion causing brain pollution raising all conjugants

Man, I'm built for this

False promises, my reaction should be *common sense
Like a coin collector lacking any * common cents
It's Psychological progressing through an obstacle
Proving to yourself that anything is Impossible

Man, I'm built for this

Hustle hard for yours, makes easier to *open doors
Skeptical like I'm coming home to open doors
The struggle, if I recall that's what its called
Hustle & flow until I'm off the wall

Man, I'm built for this

Counting my losses, but now its a vague memory
Putting the pieces together from fragments of vague memory
Form tendencies that might even form enemies
Positive & Negative, don't that form chemistry?

Man, I was built for this

The best of the winners are the best being losers
Great enough to pull it off with projected losers
A vet in the game of life, muzzle to retain the bite
Under dog too, but he still got fight

*Man, I was built for this