Dreamchaser

I've been MIA - low-key Going my own way, slowly And surely, I know that the road Ahead I must embrace by my lonely See, this is all I'm doing Dreamchasing, focused on the mission, y'all try but who can Really match my grind, work ethic, drive, raw I.Q. and Rage inside to strike and ignite a spark I knew can Be utilized as my guide and source of light Toward a bright future that lies forward despite No mentor or sight to direct or provide Guidance of any kind, to ask for advice Or insight, I relied on my own strength When I fell downtime after time no help Was given, got right back up by myself Said the cards I been dealt won't decide the final Chapter in a story that I write for myself Just figured all this shit out on my own and Realized that maybe through a different set of eyes My situation is infact a blessing in disguise With the cards stacked against your whole life Alone on this road traversed, no signs Or a hand to hold beside Let what's inside serve as your own guide With the cards stacked against your whole life Alone on this road traversed, no signs Or a hand to hold beside Let what's inside serve as your own guide I won't lie it still hurts to think back to All the times I've been counted out, picked last Clowned on, outcast, shit, who'd predict that the Kid laughed at would infact Draw strength from all the shit thrown His way, harbor all the hate let it breed vengeance And disdain to feed the animal enraged so it overtakes And flows through his veins, harness it to seek revenge And help put to work all the pain and the rage Use it as a fucking drive to go and dream chase 'Cause from a young age I was taught from people saying I ain't shit but I thank em all 'cause see they gave Me a source of fuel for my flame And no remorse toward the world she's mine to take So I'ma spray the whore with some mace Take a chloroform rag to her face, asphyxiate F*ck and set the bitch ablaze With the cards stacked against your whole life Alone on this road traversed, no signs Or a hand to hold beside Let what's inside serve as your own guide With the cards stacked against your whole life Alone on this road traversed, no signs Or a hand to hold beside Let what's inside serve as your own guide It's not about the hand that you were dealt, man It's about what you do with it