Ra1’s Verse:
I can't help but wonder what’s around me
The fact I’m still around still fucking astounds me
Surroundings consist of clouds and broken dreams
Getting kicked down the stool barely even noticing

And it only gets worse when you try to push for tomorrow
Struggles and burdens on my shoulder's my only cargo
I don’t wanna live anymore, at least not here, no man
So I got no other choice but to move like a nomad

A bird was never meant to have a cage, straight up
So let a phoenix fly away, way up
Will I fall or will be safe and surpass
The snakes in the grass from the dangerous past

But wait, let’s start facing the fact
There will always be those who want your face in the trash
So I hope I can escape from this path
Maybe turn straw to gold to put a name on this man
Chorus:
They don’t really understand
How it is to try to be a man
Ain’t nothing to phase so I keep doing me
While others just watch me pursuing dreams

Introspect’s Verse:
Have you ever been a victim of the world caving in?
Man I try to fly away gravity pulls me in
Questioning my troubles, repenting the sins
But the pain always lingers it’s like it remains within

But then the Earth will continue to spin
Time and time again I start to circle around this pen.
Some get lost without direction,
But I’m fucking done with stressing, figure it out with introspection

It seems to help the mind rest
But I’m vexed ‘cause life has got me feeling like a defect.
Rugged young’n dragging through the trenches
They said life’s a fixer-upper then where the fuck is my wrench then

Sucks when life, can feel like a mistake
But getting myself down, adds venom to the snakes
People steady on the prowl driven by hate but
I’m a fuckin man so I control my fate.

Chorus:
They don’t really understand
How it is to try to be a man
Ain’t nothing to phase so I keep doing me
While others just watch me pursuing dreams

Ceez’s Verse:
Ayo, the alcohol got him tips,
Baby momma slipped the wrong words now she got busted lips,
Got herself beat up in front of her kid,
Now her own damn kid reminiscing as he stares at his kicks,
Yuuuup, that little youngin' with a bowl cut,
Now, he's a little oldaaaaah'
Yo, I try to cover my past skip class,
Tryna perfect my craft,
Escape reality music keeps me calm it alleviates,
And the herb just seems to help me meditate,
To find some sort of freedom when I'm lost,
I'm too caught yo, I'm too caught up in my thoughts,
A bunch of burdens but I still seem to walk,
Backpack full of grudges but I forgave my pops,
You see I learn to forgive but not forget,
Therefore I write my stories with a pen,


Chorus:
They don’t really understand
How it is to try to be a man
Ain’t nothing to phase so I keep doing me
While others just watch me pursuing dreams