When my mom was pregnant she fell down the stairs
Doctor said abortion, he told her I was dead
But she waited through the night and woke up felt me kicking
And in February she had an Aquarian infant
Basketball was my life, family was my anchor
Grandma died recently, never got to thank her
Her coffin was a buried treasure, ashes black gold flakes
It's crazy what a difference for the world one soul makes
Broken knees and no money had me on the sidelines
Collapsed my lungs five times but music's been my life line
No monkey on my back just King Kong on my spine
Shrugged my shoulders it's fine, no time to waste time
Failure made me furious, drugs made me delirious
I went back and renamed all my mistakes to experience
I'm not a rapper, I'm a journalist writer
Life is war, words are weapons and I'll always be a fighter
Make your own path
You are what you think
Be your own hero
Be your own idol
You are a legend
You are your own dream come true
You are immortal
Truth is just fiction that has survived
And truthfully I'm thankful that I'm still alive
My lungs are fine now, I got the knives out my spine now
Tell the lies to lie down, I can finally fly now
Had some stupid thoughts until I thought about what life meant
Looking at my friends wondering where their drive went
Not all puppets are on strings, not all humans are not
My mouths a bleeding heart, only death will make it clot
I was lying face down in a puddle of humble
Drowning in reverence when I felt my pride crumble
Loneliness and expectation are one in the same
Some people go insane, seeking fame only to find blame
My brain contains a horror movie filmed with 2 eyes
Sometimes they film a love story, tragedy or sci-fi
Everyone's a hero, there's no director in the sky
And the only thing I know is in the end the hero dies
Make your own path
You are what you think
Be your own hero
Be your own idol
You are a legend
You are your own dream come true
You are immortal