They are waiting for him to slip up just to hold his head down
But he has his head up knowing his momma would be proud
Knowing she raised a son that can hold his own
Find his target take aim and shoot with out looking back on the wrongs he condone
Still trying to figure out who he is
With friends and fam he can solve this quiz
Right now its a wal in the dark
But he is going to follow the light which is the glow of his heart
If he stumble then he will regain his balance
Finding what he wants in life will be his greatest challenge
Life is a ocean and he's just merely a guppie
And to all strangers he meet he says either hate me or love me
As he walks on he will hold his head high and never look back
He sees the finishline and his life is the track
She is waiting for him at the end
Thats why he wont stop till he sees her again
And when the red curtain drops imma take a bow
Knowing that my momma would be proud...
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