REFLECTION
Where the old me at? I don’t think about that Cause every time that I do I only see black Take a look in my past Take a look in my bag What’s the difference you ask? One is worth real cash But is cash real worth? Are we worth something at birth We were all made from the dirt Yet we wear it on our shirts Then we gotta wash it off Watch it burn, like a Molotov Clean it up, wipe it off Look at the damage pay the cost Feel the pain All the same Grow old get a cane Look at our value, economy Wonder how I can contain All the stuff inside of me Should I be worried if one day I will set it all free Will it leave another scar Another scratch on my car Another round on the house To just get locked up behind bars Throw some bars at the people Say it garbage, they speak evil Spill some tea, dirty weasel Look into fame, tiny peephole Remember that we’re all equal Bring it back, another sequel Be the change, make it peaceful Say my name, that’s illegal Get offended get rejected get respected no protection Open ended Answer the question Show affection Be effective No exceptions Be expectant Win elections If inspected Hit ejection Show perfection No detection of infection Get punishment Put in detention I could just go on and on Make my life into a song Then reflect what did go wrong Realize my mistakes then hit the gong Hit it hard let it hurt You don't look good because you wear a skirt Your not pretty just because you flirt They’ll hit the gas and watch you burn Look into who you wanna be Not the person they wanna see Cover up the places where you bleed Cause your too afraid to let them see You’ve been hurt again and again They let you down, a familiar trend You don’t trust anymore, never bend Then you take your shot but it’ll never land Grow up you ain’t in NeverLand Pain will come and it never ends But you decide who are your friends But maybe you let yourself down again Your so busy being great You don’t even realize all your hate You’ve built up from you being fake You don’t even know what’s at stake But it’s something you can’t reputate Because of it you don’t appreciate The things people done for your sake The odds are against you give or take But the fear inside is something you create
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Where the old me at? I don’t think about that Cause every time that I do I only see black Take a look in my past Take a look in my bag What’s the difference you ask? One is worth real cash But is cash real worth? Are we worth something at birth We were all made from the dirt Yet we wear it on our shirts Then we gotta wash it off Watch it burn, like a Molotov Clean it up, wipe it off Look at the damage pay the cost Feel the pain All the same Grow old get a cane Look at our value, economy Wonder how I can contain All the stuff inside of me Should I be worried if one day I will set it all free Will it leave another scar Another scratch on my car Another round on the house To just get locked up behind bars Throw some bars at the people Say it garbage, they speak evil Spill some tea, dirty weasel Look into fame, tiny peephole Remember that we’re all equal Bring it back, another sequel Be the change, make it peaceful Say my name, that’s illegal Get offended get rejected get respected no protection Open ended Answer the question Show affection Be effective No exceptions Be expectant Win elections If inspected Hit ejection Show perfection No detection of infection Get punishment Put in detention I could just go on and on Make my life into a song Then reflect what did go wrong Realize my mistakes then hit the gong Hit it hard let it hurt You don't look good because you wear a skirt Your not pretty just because you flirt They’ll hit the gas and watch you burn Look into who you wanna be Not the person they wanna see Cover up the places where you bleed Cause your too afraid to let them see You’ve been hurt again and again They let you down, a familiar trend You don’t trust anymore, never bend Then you take your shot but it’ll never land Grow up you ain’t in NeverLand Pain will come and it never ends But you decide who are your friends But maybe you let yourself down again Your so busy being great You don’t even realize all your hate You’ve built up from you being fake You don’t even know what’s at stake But it’s something you can’t reputate Because of it you don’t appreciate The things people done for your sake The odds are against you give or take But the fear inside is something you create