Mama I'm coming home

Same damn boy you've always known

Right now I can't live forever

Some things better on the other side

They say the grass is always greener and everything is cleaner

I'm desperate for the fame and you can tell by my demeanor

I want it bad, I need her, I'm thinking I'm in love

Yo if fame was a drug I would die if I leave her

I'm feeling all depressed yo I hate this trouble

And no words could accurately paint this struggle

To heal these wounds they ain't made the ointment yet

It's tough to get by on that unemployment check

But Mom I know you do it I'm proud of you for that

I wish that I could prove whoever doubted you was whack

It's fact I always promised you that I'd never be far

But instead I'm going Hollywood trying to be a star

But see I've got dreams that I'm desperate to accomplish

But trying to find the time, bout to do it to be honest

I'm trying my way up to the top and that's my promise

I know that there's a deeper meaner here but let's be honest

For now, I'm trying to come up and do my thing

And show the world you raised nothing but a young king

So for now, I'm gone, send word to my Mom

And tell her that I'm sorry for the pain that I have caused

Man it's funny how your life change and the time flies

I can't erase that scar on my left eye

I work hard just to make it all worth it

Give a purpose to the words I throw on paper, you deserve it

Mama everything I do, I do for you

And every battle scar I have, if nothing else, it's proof

That I fucked up more times than I should've

More times than I would've liked, if I could take it back I still wouldn't

Cause life is a roller coaster ride

I make it if I try but I'm busying wasting time in the party scene

With the girls and the booze I am lost and confused and I hazed that leaves me somewhat confused

But the music is bumping and the people want more

They scream my name like they calling to the Lord

So for now, I'm gone, send word to my Mom

And tell her that I love her and I'm right where I belong

Okay, mama I'm sorry, but I just want to party

They tell me I should study more and I reply hardly

Forget about school every time I swizz Marley

Trying to find a balance but my lifestyle is gnarly

And I'm continuously tardy to classes

Cause late is the fashion it's a wonder how he passes

Still in school, trying to reach a buzz

I rock shows and kick in front of more people than my teacher does

So tell me how I'm supposed to listen to a man on the stand who only makes 40 grand

Try to educate me, let these fucking college loans rape me

I'd rather chase my dream without a clue where it'd take me

F following a system, I'm following my heart

I'd rather make music than to wallow in the dark

So for now, I'm gone, send word to my Mom

I finally found what I'm supposed to do, it's in these songs