I wonder what my life would seem like through a strangers eyes.
A couple challenges here and there and a few broken ties.
Maybe a friendship gone wrong and the hurtful goodbyes.
Or just another a person with an inconsiderate size.
I'm not a big ball of mystery, there's times when I can hear the people dissing me.
The harsh words and the bitter hate leave me so jittery.
But one day I'll be at the top showing off my victory.
You can say what you want, I don't really care anymore.
People acting like my life is something like an amazon they want to explore.
I can state now that my music will never change, you'll always get a story from me forevermore.
I can see it, wow, not even big yet and you're all waiting for me to fall.
I know where I wanna go in life, but I don't understand my call.
I wanna make it big in music, but the society making me feel so small.
Maybe one day I'll get there with experience under my belt after all.
Can I get an amen from a sister feeling the same?
I mean, don't we all just wanna stake our claim on fame?
Gotta be careful how you do it, could end up doing it all in vain.
The music business is like a lion you gotta tame.
I speak with a twist, like I know what I'm saying.
It's like a walk in the park with this beat that I'm slaying.
It's like a big scheme and I'm the one that's operating.
Soon it'll be my pictures on billboards that the people will be displaying.
I rhyme with a goofiness, a show of hands can tell you I'm a fool with this.
I'm not an enemy or an entity that's ready to be reckoned with.
This is just a free throw towards a diss, making music is my last wish.