This Is Me Lyrics

Born to be a king

Had the mental of slave

Wait

Born to be a king

Had the mental of slave

Used to wear a dude rag

And carry brush for the waves

Looking for that greener pasture

Have some peace as I graze

Photo synthesis

Rely on sun for the rays

Mother didn't have it

I didn't rock the new jays

Stubborn Mule

Was always stuck in my ways

Smart kid

But wasn't top of my class

Of course I loved to read

But would struggle in math

Watched what lies beneath

No longer could I take me a bath

Imagination huge

Concot some lies of the century

Hand to Bible

Just committing my perjury

Mystique personality

Where is my voice

Emulate my reality

Felt this was my choice

Little big boy

Sister called me Chico

Milton once called me cheeks

And that stuck wit me

I've always wanted more

Yet I've had plenty

Wasn't snazzy dresser

I was never trendy

Had some friends

Go to their house

Never would come to mine

Felt imprisoned

Felt trapped

Most was all in my mind

Feeling stressed

Would reply that I'm fine

I always liked to work

Can't accuse me of slouch

Grew up a little timid

Would be quiet as mouse

Now I'm on the edge

Kids call me a grouch

Used to mask the odors

Put the drugs in the pouch

Suwu Kangaroo

Never been in a gang

Suwu Kangaroo

Yo we was so strange

Act obnoxious on the liquor

Damage done to my ticker

I was bugged

Yo ain't I a stinker

This was me

Yea yea yea

This was me

Yea yea yea

This was me

Yea yea yea

Nappy headed black boy

Out running the streets

This was me

Yea yea yea

This was me

Yea yea yea

This was me

Yea yea yea

Nappy headed black boy

Out running the streets

Here I am now

God make my way straight

I do this just for you

Want to enter those gates

Going at a crazy pace

Still don't know where the breaks

Life is up and it's down

Guess that's just the breaks

All I wanna do is do right

For myself and my Gs

To travel anywhere

Come and go as I please

I'm trynna save the forest

I've done burned enough trees

When people see me

Hope they truly see me

This is me

Yea yea yea

This is me

Yea yea yea

This is me

Yea yea yea

Nappy headed black boy

Still out running the streets

This is me

Yea yea yea

This is me

Yea yea yea

This is me

Yea yea yea

Nappy headed black boy

Still out running the streets