Through it All

Real music I feel like I cannot do this I am the best can I prove it? I'm just a man A man who is not good enough Too much pride To say I need some help my love In my eyes I'm mortified at all the lust Mortified that me I can no longer trust I've been screwed up Turned out a screw up So I nailed my imperfections to my wall of music I went to college in a world so sick it made me threw up Forget the grammar my life was destined for the slammer At 15 I lost my grandma that's thanks to cancer I worked with pops up at the shop To help the money transfer He was to busy sexing women than to teach me manners I only wanted his approval since I was in pampers But he ain't give a OH I had to let him go I used to cry myself to sleep on every Sunday bro Why didn't anybody love me but my momma oh I put my anger into sports and kept my eyes closed Too bad oh sad my adolescence it has passed now I am a man who has to learn to find a way now But every time me and my kin get together I know we gon' prosper No matter the weather I'm a keep it real I've been losin' faith Standing up is hard when there ain't a base Living is a drag when you're stuck in the middle If you're running game I don't wanna mess with ya I have no control of me time or fate Still I find a way to give all me thanks I can say there's joy when you're right in the middle Cause I know that Jaja's right there with ya through it all And this world don't care when you fall My dog People love to build you up to watch you crumble The storm's approaching I hope you can hear my rumble Me and my goons bring doom like Rambo in jungles But nevertheless I digress It's been a minute since I took my mind off money or sex I confess I been working I been sinning But still the Lord gives me breath And that's the reason I can say I am blessed Ima keep it real I've been losing faith Standing up is hard when there ain't a base Living is a drag when you're stuck in the middle If you're running game I don't wanna mess with ya I have no control of me time or fate Still I find a way to give all me thanks I can say there's joy when you're right in the middle Cause I know that Jaja's right there with ya through it all Real music I feel like I cannot do this I am the best can I prove it? I'm just a man A man who is not good enough Too much pride to say I need some help my love In my eyes I'm mortified at all the lust Mortified that me I can no longer trust