You made me feel, I was surprised, I took a chance to no demise,
I told the truth and skipped the lies, but please don’t say it wasn’t wise.
I can be mean, I can be nice, but always true, I roll the dice.
Afraid of little, cut the ties, I act myself with no disguise.
I’m always curious, of course, and if you’re not, you’re getting tossed.
And when it’s bad, it could be worse, and when it’s good, I stay the course.
I live in spite of all the loss, I feel because of my remorse,
I open windows and doors to everything, except the choirs.
It’s mine to make, it is my choice, my greatest power is my voice.
Stick to myself, don’t hang with boys, your heart and mind become my toys,
I walk on roads, like driving Royce, enjoying Em’, 5’9 da Royce.
And do I really need a friend, while life is always on the mend?
I build myself, it is my brand, it is a choice and not a trend,
I’d rather be on open sand, and waves will wash my feet, my hands.
They wash my sorrow and my pain, it hides my tears, like the rain,
There’s no demise, but some disdain, and thought becomes my greatest claim.