Sixteen weak shit
Sixteen wishing
Sixteen thinking...
Of all the things I could be
Stuck in class
Lost in glass
Aiming for brass
Should be a-class
But content with counterfeit
'cause I never see it fit
To give my all and grit
Just so scared of it
Failure and his shit.
So I'm stuck in class
I really wanna get out fast
Spill lesson from past
And spit bars that outlast
Because I said in grade 11
When I started my rebelling
That I wanna bust a rhyme
That's stands the test of time
But I get caught up in this life
Find myself trying to dive
Into mediocrity
Doing mediocre shit
That's not my blood's heat
I want people off seats
When I share poetic bits
Because I wanna be the greatest
Don't wanna be a grave best
Don't wanna be like anyone
I wanna be the daring one
Wanna blaze my own path
Pioneer like the human torch
Strike fear in 'em like the thing
Intimidation is hard to brush
Watch as their jealous gush
Because I'm just too me
I'm just unique
Their futures
Too bleak
Mine
Rich quick...
But not rich in zeros
More like rich like heros
Stacking up lives saved
Saving souls depraved
Remembering nights I prayed
For God to ensure I slayed
Because I've come a long way
To carve my own... damn... way.
