Last week I had a thought I'm twenty years

That's old enough to start imagining and plenty fears

or will I go cause I don't fit in here with any peers

know there's more to life than smoking weed and drinkin' beers and partyin'

but what else to do when needin' a lord of fame

Wish I could tell Jay-Z I see myself in you

I started with a dream and now I'm tryin' to be wealthy, too

But it's tough when you're balancin' it all and walking down a tight rope, you balance 'bout to fall

The label's keep tellin' me I'm talented and all

But I need another candy girl to really have it all

I'm hungrier than ever for a check

My situations not at all what you'd expect

I work my ass off

I'm always stickin' out my neck

Cause they say the real currency ain't but respect

But if you have one without the other

That means you're a stupid motherfucker

I hate bein' broke, but havin' all the fame, and not havin a deal, and have to be the blame

I wanna win bread and bring it home so after all we can live right

And give half to my mom, just to get right

And just to prove to her she wasn't psycho

For always supportin' this dream, she was right though

But it's tough when life's as stormy as the weather, and her health ain't gettin' any better

And everyday's a struggle, the most recent trouble was her job, caught me cryin' she told me she was laid off, God

But she told me, keep my spirits up high

She workin' I'll just keep on pushin' aimin' for the sky

And people wonder why I spend everyday high

Cause my life isn't how it's suppose to be, but I try

Keep feelin' that I'm livin' life wrong

But then I stop trippin' as soon as I hit the bong

I go out out to the club, pretend my problems all gone

I see chicks at my shows, know all the words to my songs

My new girl told me G please promise me If we gon' be together, you gon' have to give me honesty

And honestly I'm tryin' baby listen

but it's bitches everyday say your spot where they wanna be

I'm tryna do the best that I can for you

I feel that you deserve that and I care for you

Cause a groupie might love you when you big

Soon as the fame goes, they ain't there for you real

A rapper's girlfriend, best spot for a wife

And this is just to give a snap-shot of my life

For all you haters gossipin' and speakin' all freely cause you listen to my CD

Because I'm in the lime light, you can go and start a bunch of fuckin' rumors, shit is rippin' me apart

And one hit, I don't give a shit, the other one I'm sick of it

This is just to tell you what the business is

This is it

This is it

Yea I'm sick of it

See my biggest problem is, that I give a shit

If I ain't care I swear I'd probably be fine with it but it's that, this shit is killin' my mind

Damn

And that's real

This is me