I Am Not What You Heard
Grownin' up on south side of LA
people didn't see you for the better
they could care less if you knew better.
They portrayed you to kill your dreams
to close down your thinking machines.
But you gotta open your eyes and recongnize
you are not what they seem in my eyes.
You see it's all about perspective
not aboout what they've neglected.
Society doesn't bother to know
what you've been representin'
creating your own path, because
whoever went right you decided to go left.
You gotta socialize to open your eyes becuase
you can't judge a book by its cover
you gotta read the chapters before you see me as nothing
Because I am not what you heard
I'm creating myself, for the better.