Yeah I’m spitting rhymes about my life dealing with all this internal strife Sometimes it’s hard to get out of bed But I push through even tho I feel dead Like a zombie my minds all foggy from climbing the cooperate ladder slaving making my boss fatter just keep pushing through it’s all that we can do it’s a rat race but you got nice place and A roof overYour head and a really nice bed Don’t feel bad for makingYourself better You don’t owe anything to no debtor I know you didn’t grow up without a father Don’t bother wondering if he gives a dam about you why he wasn’t there during hell you went through look at the man your becoming dont worry about your short comings just know that your overcoming shity cards and broken heart Don’t be ashamed to Restart when the pain starts pull yourself up this world is tough I’ve had enough of running from who I am it’s time I make stand I’m going to be better man i can’t wait to be a daddy one day always put a smile on my baby’s face she will be happy that I stay and show our son how to be a man show him how to stand