Verse I    Look at me, what you see?    Is it him or me? Critic's is dissing me hard was this meant to be?    The feeling I'm feeling is real, and it's stealing, the meaning to stay in this field    Many men of tried it, few have ever made it    Most taken out fighting sin temptations    I separate my English, like the French    When I fall, get down repent, what don't ye get?       Chorus    Rocking me constantly, being somebody, the pressures is calling me    God and society Break Down Chorus    If do I could fall, if I don't I will crawl.    It's so hard having all, isn't this what I want    I stepped out, fell down, Got up, what now       Verse II    Put yourself in my shoes, with my crew,    I lose take a ride right through my mind, birds eye view    I stopped caring what yall think a year ago, here we go, radio, video,    Stereo, types cause I'm white, the harder I write, the more lies on my life    Ye tell it in spite    Right to my face, or stab me in the back    Manic depressive no, but I might just snap       Verse III    This position's warn out, I want out    It's what I wanted not what I thought    It was when I was poor now I'm cornered    Knowing now it's in the past with the wack raps    I'm signing 99 hundred 9 lines of autographs    Most significant feeling like I'm infinite    Critics used to kick my backside now they kissing it    What a switch up, thought I'd a give up    Ridiculous, how I ended up, so what    I ain't so different, yeah I'm a Christian    Living still winning you got counterfeit religion    I say it in my lines in ye face up to rise    You hating on something that you ain't even tried