I'ma Make It

I finally feel like, I can go ahead and say

Shit that I ain't ever been able to say before

Y'know what I mean? Like..

This is for all the awkward moments

And the high school memories

And all the fucking popular kids I allowed to get to me

The fact that I was broke and I knew my family had necessities

And so everything added up, inside of me, depressing me

The fact my dad was gone and I couldn't even say rest in peace

Cause leaving us was worse than dying

Here’s for forgetting me

Here's to finally admitting that now it’s off my chest and see

Here's to being sad and only happy when on ecstasy

Here's for all the fake friends, the rumors, and the lies

Here's for all the fake trends I was to broke to buy

Here's for all that time wasted with those stupid guys

Here's to bottles of stolen liquor and all them crazy nights

And thank you to the haters. Thank you to the teachers

'Fuck you' to the cheerleaders, I'll watch while on the bleachers

Thank you to myself for staying true to graphic t-shirts and the tennis shoes

And back packs, headphones, and all the reefer

I'MA MAKE IT!!!

I'ma make it! ...