Yesterday was a lesson and tomorrow is a blessing

Yesterday forever would be a curse but now is a present

But no one sees it cause it's gift wrapped in pain

Anxiety is the equivalent to rain Thunderstorms, scared to leave your house

when there's heated underfloors

Slowly learning your language

No victory without anguish For victory doesn't feel like it's victory

When I'm the leader of a group that is trying to get rid of me

Every member is a sector of my brain mentally I remember when I saw the whole world differently

Some people run from their problems when they hear them coming

And get offered something disgusting to stop the suffering and scoff it

Some chase their dreams it seems, some people give up with ease

No elbow grease, they get weak in the knees Looking at people like me that rap and create

the beats Some people find what it means to be seventeen

Waiting on eighteen, like can it just change please

Looking in the past when you were just eighteen Little more than a kid, look at all the

you ripped Now I'm nearly adult in the gym getting ripped

Looking for jobs, probably never be rich Some people fear the loss of money is here

Knocking up on their door and knocking them on the floor

Some people cry, some people weep, some people sleep

Some people die, some people fall, land on their feet

Some people hit rock bottom and rise from defeat

Some people blow out their brains after squeezing their heat

I promise that will never be me When I die I wonder if you will cry

I wonder where I will fly, straight down onto the sky

Life, money and time.