When I was on my last cent, all of yall was absent
Off the beaten path, refuse to follow where yall tracks went
Born leader... Emaciated world feeder
Known to satisfy hunger with a microphone and speaker
Starving in a small room within a strange city
Make resistance work with me even if it is against me
Make the walls shake before they close in completely
Locked in, creating combinations to release me
At least I got my health right? Baptizing my liver
In a pool of whiskey, never been a fine wine sipper
That was my dinner, why you think I'm walking shifty?
Still a step ahead of yall from often being always busy
Stick to talking simply, otherwise nobody listens
If they don't see it, then you probably don't got a vision
I'm just a victim of a bunch of random accidents
Praying for a destiny, but that might be a sack of shit
Still I'm passionate and absolutely adamant
For finding what you want and not stopping til you've captured it
It's the man, the myth, working up to legendary
Dying for the cause to live on after I'm dead and buried
All I want is just a life that I can write about
Before we blow the earth up over all the shit we fight about