[Sample: Macklemore]

Now he just wanted to act like them

He just wanted to rap like him

Us as rappers underestimate the power and the effects that we have on these kids

[Verse 1]

All we really want, each and every one of us is to be remembered in a million years

That’s why I live my life the best I can with no regrets and try to ignore all of these fears

Why is it when girls hook up they’re called sluts…but guys get hi fives for bustin their nuts

Should I rap more like this, should I rap more like that?

I should just rap as myself as a matter of fact

And that’s the reason I think Scotty’s wack

Cause he doesn’t seem to have depth on his tracks

And depth is all I seem to have left, cause so many sleepless nights all I’ve done is wept

And throw on some Eminem and pretend that I don’t wish my life would end

And my friends aren’t there so why do I even call them friends

But in reality and honesty, I’m probably a wannabe of possibly a prophecy cause constantly im commonly

…the one trying to live modestly when nobody else does

Most of the time I feel I’m the kid nobody else loves

And they say “oh Frankie wow I love him”

In my head I say “when was the last time you hugged him”

Cause that’s all I need to keep from breaking

But it gives me something to write, music making

Cause Kobe made 23 million in 2010

Where as we got parents who won't see their kids again

And yet as the same time that America sheds a tear

Ray rice is getting 9 mill a year

Cause he plays for the Baltimore ravens

Yet we still have “Food for the homeless foundations”

Education isn’t getting any funding

Yet we’re surprised when our kids turn out like al bundy

[Sample: Macklemore]

The fact of it is most people that rap like this talkin' about some shit they haven't lived

Surprise, you know the drill

Trapped in a box, declined record sales

Follow the formula violence, drugs, and, sex sells

So we try to sound like someone else

This is not Californication

There's no way to glorify this pavement

[Verse 2]

And that’s why I tell stories within all of my rhymes

Cause there’s parts of me within all of these lines

And I can bear my soul in each and every rap poem

The depth of who I am I’m trying to show them

There’s more to me than a half black kid who giggles

I speak through rhymes which speak through riddles

And to the haters I give these fingers in the middle

The concept of what I try to say is so simple

But in reality nobody really gives a fuck

They want something to roll their windows down and turn their system up

Well screw it I’m saying I’ll rap how I wanna

And be myself is what I am gonna

..Do and its nothing new or fresh

I’d rather be hated for what I am then fake and the best

The life I’m fearing… seems more like the life I’m nearing

And they say to face your fears but they shouldn’t be approaching…

How did I I get stuck in this spot, where music is all I got

And it’s a lot but it’s never enough

And when it comes down to it I’m trying to rap real stuff

Like the fact that the only that’s going up is the debt

And the amount of nationwide tragedies and death

And the kids under the influence of herion and meth

Because a home life is something they never met

[Sample: Macklemore]

I've seen my people's dreams die

I've seen what they can be denied

And "weeds not a drug" - that's denial

Groundhog Day life repeat each time

Cheatin' and lyin'

Friendship cease, no peace in the mind

Stealin' and takin' anything to fix the pieces inside

Broken, hopeless, headed nowhere

[Verse 3]

I come from a city where people have it so good

That to add excitement to their life they try to act hood

Being rude to cops and taking so many shots

That they are seeing spots by the time it’s 12 o’clock

And then they are drinking and driving

Barley surviving but the thing that is oh so surprising

Is that they’re doing well in school

Silly little fools, I know you’re drinking just to seem cool

And then the ones who are privledged are breaking all the rules

Yet still have the money to apply to 5 star schools

Did you know out of my graduating class

3 of the valedictorians had been caught straight passed

Out on the couch from drinking

And the thing that I am thinking

Is that America is great I really truly love her

But I’m thinking she isn’t really a mother

More like a little sister or brother

That takes everything they do wrong and cover

It up, to the best of their luck

Cover up anything that happened when they run amuck, That’s what’s up

You’d rather here a dope beat and some lines about sex

Well listen to the other 900 rappers who claim that they’re next

[Sample: Macklemore]

Thinkin' I would never do that, not that drug

And growing up nobody ever does

Until your stuck, lookin' in the mirror like I can't believe what I've become

Swore I was goin' to be someone

And growing up everyone always does

We sell our dreams and our potential

To escape through that buzz

Just keep me up, keep me up

Hollywood here we come