I'm here,I'll stand my ground no matter the earth quakes or the world when it shakes. I'm tired of being rushed when my world starts to make sense, is it wrong when I want to vent? To slow shit down when things start to make sense,they call my lyrics an outlet but for so long being told I'm good didn't seem right, didn't make much sense. So I stand strong despite anything, despite night runs and fights, it'll take more then a punk and a knife to scare me cause I'm here to stay.
Say what you say, do what you want to but know I'm not the one whos scared of you. Can't you see, clearly, I could careless about your claims and decincy. I'm still here, and standing strong, you can't see eye to eye with me, but the world spins on so hold on tight, be strong, never give up the fight.
