This Is Me

(Intro) Looking at my history and what the times giving me I’m just trying to live the type of life that was meant for me Flaws and all, pardon y’all I don’t want to come off too timidly Tend to be more outspoken than your typically rap imagery, rock star mimicry Minute we get up on the charts, five minutes starts Literally it could be your life but this is me (Hook) Hey, I don’t care what they say, I’m just me at the end of the day. With my flaws and all, the mirror ain’t lying y’all cause this is me (this is me) this is me (this is me) this is me, trying not to let the bullshit get to me cause this is me (this is me) this is me (this is me) I just want to live the life that was meant for me (Verse 1) Incubator baby bottle dead father foster home Drunk uncle ass whooping, lot of stress wrote a song Pouring more pain upon older pain blaming God Blaming y’all, blaming all but (the mirror here is at fault?) On the pillows cotton I felt forgotten on all the missed birthdays till I regret the day gone Hate for em’ adolescent years learned about the one Same bloodline, strange fruit them niggas hung Segregated tailgated fit the description bail ate it Diploma momma proud Cory graduated The real world surely have to face it Horny and we both wasted had to taste it Had a girl she forgave God is good Now we same bases places in my life I write scattered arrangements between perforated pages This is me, a pen, my thoughts, and parallel space it’s me (Hook) (Verse 2) I done gave out my each and every did what was necessary Cried when my heart was heavy, died when my pops was buried Water on my cold face beat a case God helped Illegal ducking cops there froze in a cold cell Slumbered on that park bench rose when I found hell Watch the Lupus in the bones hope to see moms well Pray for my sins in it sins came in repetition Dealt with public opinion kept my shoulder chipped up Party hard by the bar stressed got my dick sucked Hit the streets flip a beat pop the trunk quick buck Apologize show fear, couple wise words shared Rain buckets of pain believe they were tall tears This is me at least to my peers wasted them days Wish the lord could return years Believe the spiritual disbelief physical Got up in the both and bled life with the lyricals (Hook)