Step inside my mind it’s dark those writings on the wall it’s my thought’s I’m tryina support my family and maybe buy them a yacht so here I go it’s my shot my momma always taught me to be the best me that I can be for my father wasn’t here to teach me call me a bastard but I can see all these patterns yea they all actors but they don’t see the hidden fractures they don’t see anything in a cracker I may have dropped outta school but I got a lot of grammar so don’t mess wit me or imma hit you with my hammer no I ain’t got no manners it’s my time to shine like diamonds in a sweater I got the girl of my dreams it seems gotta keep the evil thoughts away they weigh on my shoulders before I close up like a god dam folder I got a title to hold no I refuse to sell my soul I will not fall back into that hole yea I know I stole but I ain’t like that no mo I’m more whole because I gotta good soul momma it’s not your fault fuck a man who commits assault if you mess wit my momma imma hit some marijuana and cause a lot of phsycodrama feels like something’s in the way nirvana and to my girl imma give you the world I promise to cause no trauma yea imma show you imma put that man on you it’s ok you can cry on my shoulder because I’m your soldier why does this world feel like it’s getting kinda colder now that we older I feel like I’m holding up a boulder like the world on my shoulders