to sympathetic in his life always worried bout others
like who the hell even cares bout him nobody
go on his myspace page barely gets any plays
like who the hell even knows his name nobody
why put the pen to the page and bleed out his heart
when aint nobody even listenin from the start
you dont see where im comin from have a clue where im goin
inteligent mind gone to waste cuz yah dont think its worth exploring
my own boy told me if i aint writin bout hype shit
99 percent chance that he wont like it
own blood wont support it yeh he wont support it
this nigga turned off the speakers just so he could ignore it
ex wifey might forget about her
cuz she dont like one of my songs if aint bout it her
im so sick of this music shit, yeh i aint
i kept spittin how im livin cuz they told me i cant
understand where im comin from
understand where im goin
dont try listen now just waint till im gone
i guarantee u'll regret u'll see
i just hope you wont forget bout me
(repeat)
if i walked out the booth and stop talkin to the microphone
there is nothin he loves more then his microphone
the emotions i get while im spittin on a track
or the excitement he gets when they play the track back
ima feind ima addicted to the music scene
somebody cook up that crack music for protein
this is just how i do it i love my music
do this for therapy not for my amusement
and when i feel like my whole world stops
my lifes bak on track once the beat drops
who the hell need a diary i got my songs
plus i need more then a book for me to write my wrongs
forget a pen and a paper gimme a beat and booth
right hand up speak the whole truth and nuttin but the truth
no need for lyes but i guess thats just me
and honestly i dont see the need to lye about me
understand where im comin from
understand where im goin
dont try listen now just waint till im gone
i guarantee u'll regret u'll see
i just hope you wont forget bout me
(repeat)
