(Verse)

I’m not the best at puzzles but I always put together,
All the good and all the bad and every change up in the weather,
Cuz I know that life was never ever meant to last forever,
So I’ll take my little peace and hope that I will be remembered.

Remembered for that man I always hoped that I would be.
Remembered for that journey that I took to reach my dream.
These stars up in the sky been sayin quite a bit to me.
They tell me that I need to shine. I need to write a symphonie.

But I got darkness set within me. I hope I can find the light.
I hope that I can live a life so happy and so bright.
I hope that I can be that dad I never had when growing up.
I hope my baby’s proud of me when they are finished growing up.

I hope that I can master building castles in the sand,
So when they wash away I can make sure again they stand.
I want to change the world but first I have to change myself.
I have to battle every demon without anybody’s help.

And it’s okay, because what’s pleasure with no pain.
What’s the castle without gates? What’s a meal without a plate?
What’s the point of this success without a struggle in the race?
And I’ll be damned If I’ma let another fucker pave the way.

Ima do this for me as rude as it seems,
I’m not gonna let nobody ruin my dreams.
I’m a doofus. I’m mean. I’m a jerk when I’m mad,
And when it all caught up to me I blamed my dad,

But I’m working on my flaws and honestly I am progressing.
I care about the world and I am not always obsessing,
About who I’m meant to be. Even though I’m always stressing,
I been finding that the calm when writing songs is quite the blessing.

I write down every letter send em out to all who listen.
I know I’m not alone, that’s why I started up this mission.
There’s others like me out there who got tears that often glisten,
So I wrote this up for them I do not care who else will listen,


Cuz I have got a vision, Like luther had that dream,
That one day there’s a kid who listens to the words I speak,
And takes em all to heart and goes and conquers every peak,
Because he burned that rope away when he was listening to me.

Cuz this mission ain’t for me, Now I do it for the people.
Yea that money’s nice but inspiration has no equal.
So I’ll battle all my demons so that others may not have to.
I don’t care if they remember me by buildin’ up a statue,

That ain’t why. Why I put my mind within the lines,
Or why I cry or why I fight or why I’ll never let you die,
Or why I try for peace of mind in everybody else but me,
And if it seems that it’s for me that I be doing all these things,

That ain’t true. I’m the rubber and the glue.
The good it bounces off of me and lands on top of you.
I soak up all the bad and keep it covered till I do.
What I was meant to do and write it out for all of you.

So turn the volume up, I’m giving one last alley oop
To be the man I want to be I gotta always follow through,.
I gotta always be the glue the rubber and the peace of mind.
If you ain’t gotta pie then you can take a piece of mine.

That’s the man I grew to be. That’s the man they all can see.
Thank heaven for the fact they cannot see what’s hidden deep.
If they knew about my demons maybe they’d all run away.
I know that’s all I wanna do whenever I come face to face with my own darkness.

Heartless. Darkenned. Artist.
All these words describe me I’m not sure which one’s the hardest.
Got a pit inside my chest I cannot fill without a partner,
But I still am all alone even if everybody offers to be friends with me.

Left in me are melodies and effigies,
Of what I want to be and then there lies inside the rest of me,
An angry mess of jealousy revenge and no integrity.
It’s telling me my enemy is only me I’ve felt some things,

That I don’t understand, Lucas thinks I’m the man,
Thinks that I inspire him and that’s my homie fucking damn.
Brandon he respects me never had that shit before.
That’s from my fuckin heart I let it spill upon the floor.

Let it spill upon the floor till there ain’t nothing anymore,
All my blood can leave my body till I’m dying let it pour,
Because with that man that’s enough I don’t need life to be adorned,
With happiness and total bliss cuz I inspired many more,

Who gone through worse than me. These verses in my pad,
Have taught me who to be and told me I don’t need a dad.
I don’t need that mother fucker hope he dies a thousand times,
Because I’ve finally seen passed each of his 90,000 lies,

I’ve grown up quite a bit, no longer cut myself at least.
Sometimes I really want to but I’ve learned how to release,
Myself from all this guilt I always carried on my shelf.
I finally had the guts to go and ask them for some help.

And I got it, lost it, got it back, tossed it.
Gathered all it up again and held on ‘till exhausted.
Lost it all again within a battle for a conscience,
‘Till I woke the fuck up and I told myself to stop it.
Here’s The Product.