1st Floor

I wake up in the morning and I ask myself
Is life worth living? Do I ask for help?
Headed to the studio to speak what I meant to
2,000 hours of **** you ain't been through
I can be your voice so the world can hear you
Bring you closer to your dreams if your dreams ain't near you
Open up your eyes when you look in the sky
Let my music be your wings when you're ready to fly
The days, the nights
To half of my life
To half of what's right
The rest of my fight
We are the generators to the flashing lights
So we can pull the plug whenever we like
Goals, the means, For self esteem
To wash away our flaws we don't need no cream
This is who I am
Who God made me to be
Gilbere Forte and 87 dreams