ately ive been sinking and i'm on a deep thinking trip
thoughts on the paper it got me on a slow writing tip
strange daydreams haunt my waking consciousness
picking at my brain how do i decipher it
cause i keep wondering why my reminiscence
are turning into slow regrets
sins in the dark holding close old secrets
of things that brought me where i find myself recent
wondering why i left the grimey for something more decent
how long is this road to my complete success?
two roads in life and i passed the point of choice with little time left
cause i've got money on my brain time to get my finances straight
dreams come true only after you get to the write page
so this story is driving me crazy cause i'm getting fright, stage
easy way out brings stress, danger, i'm held back, rage
but the hard way out leaves me in a cold dark cage
being who i was got me nowhere i opted for a change
get life in step and start out with a new slate
but i had already mistepped and they saw it, late
trying to leave behind the me that you could never find
a person i reinvented and redefined the man behind the name
but it was too late they had taken a picture and i was stuck in the photo, frame
but they have no idea what puts this look on my face
give them all the gospel, put me in my place
cause you think that all this bullshit means a thing, stupid game
i dont do the politics so there is nothing you could say
and everywhere i go i'm attracted to the realness
but what could i expect? i'm nothing if not a realist
and if they keep knocking unaware they'll unlock the lunacy
cause street shit is nothing new to me
this facade is only for your benefit
cause if i showed you what it really is i doubt you could handle it
where would i be what would i do had i chosen a different path?
i keep running into mirrors of my somewhat recent past
keep feet in step cause i dont wanna relapse
ego-tripping took me off point so i havta retrack
investments in these friendships, they got me in need of that
so i hopped up in my spaceship no parachutes if i crash
but on the other side they get not a clue from me
unload this heavy clip and they'll never see the cue from me
but you'll see the wisdom in my words, no matter the youth of me
you dont know who i am so what do you take me for
all these blessings in my way, nothing i'm ungrateful for
hope they're prepared for what i got in store
i havent reached the peak so nothing im stopping for
money dont make me, so just watch what i'll make of it
life still unshapely, play-doh i'm reshaping it
try to write me off there's no way i'm taking it
truth of the matter is they dont know who they're dealing with
and i don't know where i'm going and that's just real shit
all the rules and regulations wont hold me, chains breaking it
so until i find the me i sometimes glimpse in the mirror i will hide
and in the reccesses of subconscious is wherei will reside
because i cant be the me i want to be
and the problems is they couldnt decipher what they would see
so until i'm sure of myself ver few will know "me"
cause they always ask who iam but i could only be me
but i cant help that he isnt what they see
cause my vision doesnt change when i look back at myself
but maybe because we dont see eye to eye i need help
cause i am no fake
but im just an outsider looking in trying to find my place
in this huge reality that we all pretend to master
but i think those who go slow know better than the faster
so i will remain behind the pack and savor the view
so until i know for sure i will hide from you.