Why Me?

Ok

Yeah

This time I'm going to make a stand for what I believe in

I can feel it in my soul that's cookin'

Used to be a rookie when it came to the rap

Set my mind to that, I would be the best at bat

Ridin' in this old town jammin' my old tapes, now that I think about it that shit was wack

Not to mention that old car was a real piece of crap

For once, I picked up the pen, looked in my soul, let me snap

Goin' off for the haters who said my music was trash