This is a no-bright but a mere portion of a semi-important life,
Far from a complaint, but a mere look at the present showin you the changes that I made,
The proverbial lemonade that I made,
I made my mistakes, you see life's lemons often times come in a abundance,
In conjunction with the pressure that we're under,
Underrated some would say, hated, and some say it's the things I say or how I say em,
And I admit, in this race I tend to struggle to relate in words,
It's like I'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard
I guess I gotta wait, deprived by the station's eye
Wale, more times than not, am not for whom the air waves
Thank God for the free thinkers, for you keep me in mind,
In this state of mind that I'm in, for you keep me in the race with the baton that yall give,
And they hype beat, street wear, Versace and Vuitton that I'm in
It really don't matter unless yall comin with
No days off, may we rip the face of the whole game off,
I'm gon say it to yall, I'm gonna put my faith in yall when I don't understand me,
They say I'm runnin hip-hop but I'd rather unify with yall and stampede,
And lastly for everybody who doubted I can't live without you, please
Continue to inspire the fire that is my re-dedication to greatness yall,
Paint a picture to A.D. to freestyles to famous songs we out 'chere
Unforgettable gestures, unmeasurable effort, to pleasure the masses with impeccable work ethic
Let's get it,
I go hard,
no days off
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