To everyone born to this world with nothing No social code, allowed to risk it all with no bluffing While others get bored being handed their every desire I spent my childhood days building dirt empires Dreaming of the molds I was not cut out of When I'd sit down with fellow folks talking of my aspirations Most just laughed, brushed me off like I had no chance So I fueled my fire with life's frustrations My life works may never something tangible But if you read every chapter of me, your hands would overflow
This world doesn't seem to understand my twisting mind But at least I never looked at my dining room, Thinking it's a great place to hang a clothes line I'm taking jabs at my past but never dwell in that hollow home Past these child eyes how much of me do you really know If you were me, if you had to be, disrespectfully some say they'd **** themselves Take that negativity and raise myself onto a higher shelf
I find my best inspiration in music and staring out at stars one of my favorite pieces I ever wrote was just about passing cars I'm scared that people are being cookie cut all the same In a Stepford manner more messed up than Gerald's game They hand you charts and define you in a statistic Like they already threw you the ball but you missed it I'm here to breath life into a deflated man's scene Don't let these demons destroy your darkest dreams Spark a light onto who you want to be In a sea of fish, be the one swimming up stream