Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I need to get it done with no excuses
No excuses
No excuses
No excuses
Making it, is a must no excuses
No excuses
No excuses
No excuses
It's been so long since I went to church
I try to find my way and it still don't work
I pray to God to remind me of what I'm worth
I get stepped on when I'm down to earth
Not sure if it is a goodbye when I am waving
A step backwards from the basics
No approval no validation
I don't think I owe anybody any explanation
First things I seek absolution
My mind is my grip I cannot lose it
Pass the test I'm clueless
I hear money talking too abusive
What choice do I have, I got to choose me
They don't want me here, they want to fool me
I need my shorts with pockets too deep
Knocked down watch me march on with the bruises
I need to get it done with no excuses
No excuses
No excuses
No excuses
Making it, is a must no excuses
No excuses
No excuses
No excuses
Everybody is woke now tell me who sleeps
You stare in the mirror tell what you see
You out of your nest do what you please
I get in raggedy and fledge fully
I promise not to cave no more (Oh Lord)
I don't want to play safe no more (Oh Lord)
Let my hair down for while dancing about
Keep playing the same old songs (Oh Lord)
Glad to know 'bout my old habit passing
No talking I'm a man of action
I don't function God is going to ask me
Working hard till this miracle happens
So what you talking about
Nigger watch your mouth
One more word then you get taken out
You knew we were down
Where we never found
Life's fucked me up here is me making sounds
What choice do I have, I got to choose me
They don't want me here, they want to fool me
I need my shorts with pockets too deep
Knocked down watch me march on with the bruises
I need to get it done with no excuses
No excuses
No excuses
No excuses
Making it, is a must no excuses
No excuses
No excuses
No excuses
I told you, you can't be rich this poor moves
You tag along like I never warned you
Without my troubles, I'm of no use
Pass me that to get high from this low mood
Holding my ground when the earth quake
I make her leg shake
Take me to the next place
I'm about the bread chase
They said I can't change
I turned to a fresh page
With a pen and my voice down let these words raise
I get caught up for a second
I be acting like I don't know mom is stressing
Repress my feelings then head to my room
Clear my head and be like "Oh God what a blessing"
What choice do I have, I got to choose me
They don't want me here, they want to fool me
I need my shorts with pockets too deep
Knocked down watch me march on with the bruises
I need to get it done with no excuses
No excuses
No excuses
No excuses
Making it, is a must no excuses
No excuses
No excuses
No excuses
I need to get it done with no excuses
No excuses
No excuses
No excuses
Making it, is a must no excuses
No excuses
No excuses
No excuses