Radio

I remember back when I was only eight I sang to all the songs my Mom would play 'till it was late I used to drum with spoons and forks on all my dinner plates And rhyme a bunch of words like hate and rate and bait and fate I always had a dream of making music of my own My face up on an album looking dignified and grown I'd dance and sing inside my room when I was all alone Pretend I had a crowd, raring ready to the bone I'd talk into a rolled up paper, use it as a mic And move around my room 'till I was well into the night Singing all of my favorites, pretend they were my own songs Even had to censor if I started singing grown songs Now I write my own words, making all my own beats Dancing in my room, now I'm standing on my own feet Closer to my dreams and I'm still feeling hungry Run into a wall or two, but that ain't even stun me Waiting for the day that I can play On the radio Gotta find my way, I hope and pray To be on radio I slaved away, all night and day, my will to win will not decay Waiting for the day that I can play On the radio When you take a look at me I'm not your standard ideal Not the hardest or the toughest, I'm just keeping it real I'm emotional and stupid and I easily feel Never one to hide my thoughts or keep my feelings concealed When I put a pen to paper it's a natural reaction Pour my feelings through the ink and let you see all that happens Filling pages with my soul and put my all into rapping I've been fighting for this dream, out here clawing and scratching I don't wanna claim a throne 'cause crowns, are for the fake Kings are only names and names can lose their place Gods can lose their power, a man can lose his faith I'm human and only that, I'm grounded in my own space I'm an artist, a singer and a rapper and producer I'm a poet, a writer and an author and a tutor I'm a boy, with dreams of making music and performing I'm a student, believing in myself and not conforming Waiting for the day that I can play On the radio Gotta find my way, I hope and pray To be on radio I slaved away all night and day, my will to win will not decay Waiting for the day that I can play On the radio Waiting for the day that I can play On the radio Gotta find my way, I hope and pray To be on radio I slaved away all night and day, my will to win will not decay Waiting for the day that I can play on the radio Waiting for the day, on the radio