Plan

ive been trying do it, ive tried to do right, get up off the couch, start to write and get the mic, buh since you have been gone it just really took the life.. out my soul, but im grabbing it, but i got it by the throat, but at the end of my story i swear to god ill hold my thrown. every morning as i grow, i try to do my best even if my family dont, i have some dreams, i have goals, get up in the boat, and start to row, no sit and go and yo, i can tell i have a future like a bright man, stand up on the podem as the teacher shakes my hand, tell her I have a plan, always look my struggles in the eye, i never ran. thats my plan uh So the days go by and I sit and reminisce, one day ill look back, see what it's like to be a kid, thinking to myself, the most important person on the grid.