Musings In B Minor

YOU BETTA HELP YA SELF

I look in the mirror
Let me tell you what I see
That waynch is methodical
She's playin for keeps

One day she understood it
Someone speared her with truth
Ain't nobody in this world
Makin moves just for you

Did your tears move a heart
Did your prayers change a thang
Still waitin for a time to start
Procrastinate and wait for fame

The average person's eyes
Focus only on self
If you wanna be let down
Go ask em for help

If you winnin, they losin
That's all they can see
If they pickin and choosin
I know it won't be me

You see killas love pain
And liars love lies
So they killin my name
Shredin me for da flies

I don't hate em like I should
I guess I understand
What they doin it's all good
I gotta make my own stand

I gotta write my own destiny
I gotta sing my own songs
I gotta create my own empire
Doin right or doin wrong

Whatever path I choose
Whichever road I take
I know heaven or hell is mine
But that's my choice to make