Since it ain’t no way to prove it his self
As if the universe ain’t enough,
As if the volcanoes ain’t erupt
As if the birds don’t chirp,
As if a trillion nerves don’t work
In the human body
Shit, who would I be?
Without the creator of this theater beside me to gently guide me?
Someday, I wonder if I need to pick a different hobby
I'm deep in with this rappin', it's all a nigga know
I never didn't nothin' better, it's hard to let it go
But like a father, watching his daughter
Walk down the altar with tears in his eyes
You gotta let her grow
And so I shall but first I been honing my style