Just an honest boy with simple dreams,
Coupled with beats, I aint ever known what single means
Now you can argue what my single means,
But I was born to write, thats why a microphone is in my jeans
Trying to turn my life into the richest queen,
She was a bitch, and it seems there aint no in betweens,
I guess that I was fortunate,
I paid for every crime of mine, the price is so extortionate,
I give you food for thought, and every portion is proportionate,
To all the shit I saw, outside my porch I want a Porsche to sit
But of course I can't drive yet,
I'm passing out fliers, not flying higher with five jets,
Whatever will hurt me now, I can work it out like biceps,
Promise to rhyme right, with my time left,
Cos no one can stay up at the top for long,
Let alone the bottom, what I'm jotting aint the hottest song,
But even at my worse, every verse is very real
Unless you lost your nerve, my words you will forever feel
Their kinda permanent, my future indeterminate,
My mother on the line, begging me to try determine it,
Fans don't shout my name, or even murmur it,
But every rap I murder it, knowing that you aint heard of it….
I got the spark, that would have a label first convinced
Finished my album, been working on this version since,
I don't need the money of a persian prince,
Plus anything I purchase, couldn't really purge my sins,
But anyway this for my Grandads,
Who died a month apart and loved my art till the last gasp,
My past I aint proud of what I did,
Nearly drowned, mum and dad had burned every bridge
I used to break into his house and steal food from the fridge
Call it payback, thats what you got from running from your kids,
I'm kinda sick of telling this,
But I need to and I can't afford a therapist,
Till it pays off from selling this, no days off like ferrisses
Ever since I rhymed, i've been trying to climb Everest,
An uphill struggle, I juggle double your troubles above a precipice
Puzzled,
I can't find piece of mind.
So I offer you a piece of mine,
Dying to be living free from prisons of pain,
You my name,
And if you don't its Christian James.
credits
from 1991,
released September 13, 2013
Original Track
Poe Mans Dreams - Kendrick Lamar (Section 80)
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