Acceptance

I know people will always judge me for the person that I am

They judged the boy I used to be, but see now I became a man

I think it's mad, pretty sad, they think I'm evil, think I'm bad

They don't really know the half of it, send my prayers to all the land

Too many things for me to deal with now, so I guess I'll say a few

Life is a riddle, stuck in the middle, but I'm asking for the clues

Then I get the blues, both talking cheques, checkmate my sorrows like it's Chess

Playing Checkers, know me never, 'cause you never understand that life is hectic

It's a good kid, mad city, it's like I'm Kendrick

I was there following the crowd and hoping that they would be accepting

It was a blessing, was a curse, see it was fun but so distressing