[Verse 1:] 
No friends, selective family 
All for the goal of collecting Grammies 
Plenty of stress, a mess I can't see 
Blessed to stand, I won't accept the plan B 
On my left to take a breath as a man 
Mom wasn't happy, didn't respect my damn dreams 
So what I made lots of new shit, 
She rather me stop to do gospel music 
But in my defense your honor 
I put a vent in the midst of playing shit behind bishop honor 
Traded my organ days in for more days of more pain but in more ways I'm patient 
My saving grace was a instrumental tape in which I break my pencil tape to say shit 
Though I do get offended with hey shit, I made it so now you can't say shit 
[Hook:] 
Can't nobody make you a man or a woman 
So you always gotta do what you can 
And if you get tired and you don't understand, just keep in mind 
Maybe you can make it alive 
Till then just pray that you'd be safe through the night 
Just be real with your heart inside, look in my eyes 
[Verse 2:] 
Two black eyes, broken nose, jumped going home wishing I was holding chrome 
Close to overdose from poking holes in my flesh, nowhere close to home 
Don't you know that in a city where the streets are nowhere close to gold 
I would roam perfecting my I'm just joking flow, so I don't care what you rappers tell me 
I had some help from Marshal Mathers LP, a little bit of Pac, of course Rak 
And the Roc man, new jay shit god damn, to be the best in the mess I was presented 
I played DMX and the stress would get diminished 
Big L died before his time, but he could understand the after life more than I 
So I rhyme to keep saying believe that 
Thanks to Andre young and 3 stacks. 
[Hook:] 
Can't nobody make you a man or a woman 
So you always gotta do what you can 
And if you get tired and you don't understand, just keep in mind 
Maybe you can make it alive 
Till then just pray that you'd be safe through the night 
Just be real with your heart inside, look in my eyes 
[Verse 3:] 
When Ye hit the scene, I was excited 
Finally someone spits the shit I spit 
Sometimes I feel that he spits only that I get 
For my approval, like here Charles do you like it? 
As for as Wasalu I salute, do what you gotta do 
Mohammed is watching you 
But sometimes I gotta fit in so I get reckless 
Cause reckless shit is all that gets respected 
So to the kids crying wishing they was dying 
You ain't gotta be like them to get where I am 
I keep looking down with a smile 
As the best thing coming from H town in awhile 
Please don't give up, I almost died chasing this dream with my angry 16s 
The age of 16, the grave had missed me, so I swear on my all that I'm making history 
[Hook: x2] 
Can't nobody make you a man or a woman 
So you always gotta do what you can 
And if you get tired and you don't understand, just keep in mind 
Maybe you can make it alive, 
Till then just pray that you'd be safe through the night 
Just be real with your heart inside, look in my eyes