So I stand up here
and all I feel is dread
With the words of eminem
playing back inside my head
"His palms are sweaty, knees weak,arms are heaavy
There's vomit on his sweater already moms spaghetti"
And I realize that I'm not ready
I'm shaking at the thought
Im shivering from the cause
I'm mumbling through these tears
as my fears come to life
It's like a butcher's knife
stabbing right through me and I realize
Im alone up here
You're all staring and glaring
You're either mystified hypnotized or averting your eyes
I stand here terrified and you don't care about my cries
But I want to express, impress, maybe even depress upon you
I don't want you to leave this class without you learning a thing or two
I want this rap to ring like that feeling inside
It's like I shouldn't even try
I feel like Martin Luther King
but with nobody by my side
'cause I do too have a dream
and it's to make an impact
Standing up here ain't easy
Although I've done this before
It makes me feel quesy
First time I did this I ran out the room to cry
I won't lie I was petrified
I couldn't find my inner peace it tore me to pieces but you know what
I got up there
I got up there and said that five page poem I memorized
And god man was everyone impressed
so if you ever get scared
you need to face your fears
walk around, cry for a while I don't care
Do whatever it takes because it makes it worth it in the end
From the graduating class of 2016
I end this mad slam with a big mean
have a great year and don't you dare forget me.