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.