Self-Made
All I've ever had is my voice
So Ima use it
I know full well
That I'd be dead
Without my music
I've got enough in my head
To make me and you sick
Catching hell
Just trying to see
The brighter side of putrid
You kid, are gifted
But, that doesn't mean lifted
From the situation you're facing
In paradise, but living in hell
I'm not your typical cat
It's not easy to quell
Or break away from the crazy spell
That life is a blank page
And, I'm holding a broken pencil
Scrape the wood until I reach the lead
So I can state my principles
Since it pulled in its own direction
Life, I reckon
Up to this point
I felt has been nothing more
Than the shit that I've stepped in
I hardly bothered with class
I instead slept in
And dreamt of days
With greater depth than the visceral
Mr. Cool was never present
And, never stressing
From lessons served from blackboards
And lackluster professors
Fed up with their profession
Why are we guessing at the answers
The blessings are in the cancer
Unless we open out hands for
The rain
There's no absolution from the pain of living
I'm constantly producing
Inspiration from the very beginning to ending
Rekindling the fire that defines inspire
I had dues to pay
I had hell to pave
I'm self-taught, self-made
So I'm okay
I had dues to pay
I had hell to pave
I'm self-taught, self-made
So I'm okay
So I'm okay
So I'm okay
So I'm okay
I never settle
And, I never gave up
And, at this current juncture
I'm working two jobs
Just to save up
So that life won't puncture
The world on a string
Wrapped around my finger
Tied in a frayed knot
Reminding me
Never allow the doubt to linger
You made it through
With the help of a loyal few
But, don't ever forget
That most of the inspiration
Is you
You made it how you made it
You opened doors of opportunity
For yourself
And, brick by brick
The road to success
You laid it
No matter what you say
It has to match how behave
Fundamentally shunning the
Masquerade from conception
To the grave
Forming lessons for the ages
Never forgetting how
The salt rivers carved
The beautiful geographical
Space of their faces
Forging forward on a path
Inundated with haters
Pouring words forth
With passion
Encapsulated in pages
Acting like a sorcerer
In fact
Conjuring the magic of sages
In efforts to inspire hope
And give you keys
To those cages
I came into this world timeless
I'm gonna exit the same
With a one of kind mindset
From standing next to the flame
How do I say this
I was born for this
Born into it
Born intuitive
Tunneling holographic Images
Here comes
The reoccurring theme: That, the sky is limitless
Inventiveness is paramount
All your previous Misconceptions and doubts
I'm tearing out
Like I'm a heart doctor
But even when the heart Stops
The art is infinite
And, most definitely
Does not stop here
I had dues to pay
I had hell to pave
I'm self-taught, self-made
So I'm okay
I had dues to pay
I had hell to pave
I'm self-taught, self-made
So I'm okay
So I'm okay
So I'm okay
So I'm okay