I Am Whatever You Say I Am;

My Songs Can Make You Cry, Take You By Surprise At The Same Time, Can Make You Dry Your Eyes With The Same Rhyme

In My Mind I'ma Fighter, My Heart's A Lighter, My Soul Is The Fluid. My Flow Sparks It Right Up.

His Palms Are Sweaty, Knees Weak, Arms Are Heavy There's Vomit On His Sweater Already, Mom's Spaghetti He's Nervous, But On The Surface He Looks Calm And Ready To Drop Bombs, But He Keeps On Forgettin' What He Wrote Down, The Whole Crowd Goes So Loud He Opens His Mouth, But The Words Won't Come Out He's Chokin', How, Everybody's Jokin' Now The Clocks Run Out, Times Up, Over, Blaow!

See, Regardless Of What Anybody Believes Who Hates Me; You Ain't Gonna Make Or Break Me.

Step By Step, Heart To Heart, Left Right Left. We All Fall Down Like Toy Soldiers. Bit By Bit, Torn Apart, We Never Win.