each day/ making my way/ through a lane/ with out going thru the same old same/ i just pray for a better way. yeah yeah yeah each day praying for a better way/ yeah yeah yeah out here just doing me/ living spilling the dream/ with out anything coming between/ Cause i remember when I was sixteen/ always got stuck like what the heck in between. but now eaxh day/ making my way as I pray for a better way/ thrue some lane/ dont want to be called lame/ so here I am rapping like im on the stage/ opening up the rhyme book/ sheffling words up like a cook.