Life will throw us some obstacles
Decide whether you stop or go
Yo, there be many potholes on the road
And they want us to go slow
But we ain't ever fold
There be many potholes on the road
But we coming for the throne
Ugh, What if I didn't continue rappin
At my uncle's house, his hyena neighbors laughin
I'm there askin, "Am I bad, if I am put my dreams under the mattress"
I'm f*cking around
I'm still pursuing all my passions
Sometimes my brain is the antagonist to my movie
Pushing me off my path I ask, "Why you do this to me"
My brain's a little brat who just wants a few more cookies
He replies, "If you don't like, then put a bullet through me"
Plenty candy, was given. He's got bruises
That will never truly heal but loved the sensation of music
Life of the party
Him and his posse
Fell in love with a chick and this bitch name was
I made peace with my brain
Powerful tool but it can drive me insane
I made peace with my brain
Powerful tool but it can drive me insane
Life will throw us some obstacles
Decide whether you stop or go
Yo, there be many potholes on the road
And they want us to go slow
But we ain't ever fold
There be many potholes on the road
But we coming for the throne