[Verse 1]
I wake up with doubts, should I pursue this
Am I wasting time by writing this music?
In class, I was a clown among the brightest of students
My willingness to learn, became the influence//
Waiting for my turn, the game is a gamble
Waiting for my shot, I don't have a steady handle
Or aim, I proclaim, following foot prints
Made in the sand, by feet or a pair of sandals//
A work in progress, in need of repair
No reserve left, am I retrieving a spare?
My worst critic is myself, check my health
Stressing, I should be happy breathing the air//
Thankful, for another day and opportunity
Selfless acts change the I to a community
It's time to influence the movement
Based on globalization and the promotion of unity//

[Scratch Hook - 4x]
Don't say this, don't say that change your lyric
Everybodies a critic

[Verse 2]
I write a rhyme and it's hard for me to keep it
Release music, like gossip, sharing secrets
Past notebooks stay closed, even rhymes a day old
Get erased, because it's hard for me to read it//
My own worst enemy, the mind is toxic
Blacked out nights, thinking times are Gothic
God has a sense of humor, it's not a rumor
Check the events and the signs he's dropping//
I gotta shape up, no need for a taper
I bleed for this music, will I, bleed for the savior?
Depressed at the news or from reading the paper
Slaying demons, can I be the demon slayer?//
I offer critique, can I take the criticism?
Script knowledge with this mighty pen that I'm lifting
...My own worst enemy, I try to excel
I try but I fail, but at least I'm living//

[Scratch Hook - 4x]
Don't say this, don't say that change your lyric
Everybodies a critic