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Shout out to Elin for helpin me make this beat

Let me let out the frustration I got built up inside me right here on the microphone

So I won’t implode

It's so hard

I was tryin to do college for so long

Kept failin now i'm tryin to move on

I'm givin private lessons all I get is frowns

Cause I don't even got a car

I'm just tryin to stay strong

Don’t know if we can afford to pay our rent for long

How am I gonna stay fresh and keep lookin positive

Get euros and dollars in

No matter how hard it is

With this rap thing I can't call it quits

Have to stay real man

I'm wrestlin the feeling

Of pessimism, building on my interests so I started job training - educating children

Tryin to be the father I never had when I step up in the building

Hope that I’m not passing on my flaws

But I have to do a job where I can stand up for a cause

I can’t undo my past and make it right

Or reroute my way to paradise

I know I can't do it on my own, the way is Christ

I need to reroute my way to better days

Never sway due to escapades

Try gettin paid to set it straight

Staying principled with steady faith

A lot of times it feels like He left us on our own

I'm tryin to see the times of despair as actually just growin

Still I’m holdin on to faith and I'm lettin people know

Tryin to stay away from those cigarettes and beer bottles

All these other rappers just see dollars

When they write their verse, I'm thinking of the message you could glean from it

They wanna battle with fierce frontin

I'm just tryin to give a shoulder - you can lean on it

Take you thru a tour of my life

Sharin my perspective thru all these rhymes

Still dreamin to make life easier for my soon-to-be-wife

Hope we're soon to have kids

Soon to be rich

But I feel rich as far as my soul goes

Gettin up every day to face responsibility, I'm not a no-show

I can’t undo my past and make it right

Or reroute my way to paradise

I know I can't do it on my own, the way is Christ

I need to reroute my way to better days

Never sway due to escapades

Try gettin paid to set it straight

Staying principled with steady faith

It's been a long time since anybody said I was lame as a emcee

I'm workin on my writtens and on spittin spontaneously

Tryin to make a name in a genre like Bruce Wane and Bruce Lee

Someone you’re payin to see

Tryin to be all smiles but the pain is still real

I never knew how to prove my

Haters wrong and reroute my way to the future

Back when I was smokin weed daily I used to stay in a stupor

Then it ate up my cool and my brain just got bruised up

When I wasn't lookin for my woman God has taken me to one

So now I got Him to thank

I’m not sinless and sometimes things seem senseless man

But I trust I’m in His hand

And I really wanna see heaven, hope I’ll get a chance

I can’t undo my past and make it right

Or reroute my way to paradise

I know I can't do it on my own, the way is Christ

I need to reroute my way to better days

Never sway due to escapades

Try gettin paid to set it straight

Staying principled with steady faith