Despite all of the pain and anger churnin inside
I never really was the type of person to cry
Just like hidin toys under my bed
Back when I was a child
When feelings didn't fit
They would get hid behind a smile
Sometimes I feel i'm swimmin in an ocean
Up to my head in so many different emotions
If visitin counselors was like bein washed ashore
Then why is it I dont cry S.O.S. anymore?
I truly felt that they couldn't help
No matter how many mental health books
That they pulled off the shelf
So like a little turtle chillin inside of its shell
I learned to close my mouth
And always kept to myself
But inside I knew I needed to do somethin
I needed to take a break
I couldn't keep running
Then I remember way back when
To that oneday
This kid said "Spit somethin."
So I spit
Then I knew this was it
This music
This rap
This pen and this pad
Have gotten me so far in life
And when life looks bad
With the tools that I have
Throw on a track
And I start to write
This music
This rap
This pen and this pad
Have gotten me so far in life
And when life looks bad
With the tools that I have
I throw on a track
And continue write
Like I said music and rap
Have gotten me far in life
When times are hard
They make everything alright
Not to mention my bestfriend
If I lost her
I wouldn't have anything left
And I'd like to say thank you
To all my friends that support me
Amber and her family
Especially Cory
Im not conceited but I believe it
When you say that you adore me
Givin me every reason
To keep continuing my story
And my older brother Kam
My right-hand man
Wherever I stood
Right beside me he'd stand
He honestly taught me
To not really give a damn
Tellin me
"Always look forward"
And "Never say you can't'
And Mom
I appreciate the shot at life you've given me
Believe it or not
But a piece of you still lives in me
And if that piece died
There would be nothin left of me
And thats why everyday
I pray that you rest in peace
This music
This rap
This pen and this pad
Have gotten me so far in life
And when life looks bad
With the tools that I have
Throw on a track
And I start to write
This music
This rap
This pen and this pad
Have gotten me so far in life
And when life looks bad
With the tools that I have
I Throw on a track
And continue to write