[Hook]
I hold my head up just enough to see the skies
And when we go we won't go slow we'll put up such a fight
And you will be one day exactly what you are
Just keep your head held high
Kiss your fist and touch the sky

[Verse 1]
I'm tired of the rain, tired of the pain
Tired of being played
But never tired of the game
I tied up my shoes
Never lied. I'm the truth
Got feelings I don't express
Until I'm live in the booth
Nobody really cares about the shit I'm going through
Until I make a song about it
Then you're going through it too
You see they bring hate to you
Rap critics debating you
Until you hit home on some shit that they relating to
Then they're like "Damn man, that nigga go hard b"
But last week you said that you was soft, going R