From Nothing to Something (My Own Path)
Living life as a poor kid
Needed shoes and clothes but momma couldn't afford it
A meal was never guaranteed cause dad deserted us
In my mind I thought, why you always keep hurtin us
Hurtin us with this lying, deserting us with this leaving
You said I should love you but just give me a reason
People committing crimes and crimes thats called treason
Betrayal is worst than death so why is my heart still beatin'
It's beatin' cause I have reason, we all just need it reason to
Life is full of struggles everyone is so seasonal
Just like the Nike slogan gotta just do it
Life is like a game if you don't play it then it's useless
So just use it to the max or get maxed out
Im tryna go these twelve rounds like Pacquio
Life is just a fight so I could never back down I'm just sick of getting milked like a cash cow.
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