Weakness is willing and weariness wanes
Strength soaks me and gone are the pains
Enter a new phase, feel the sights being raised
And now I’m climbing over the walls of the maze
I keep looking back, I’m still keeping track,
and this summer’s night is the blackest black.
I took all the flak, I got stabbed in the back,
but now I’m using the oldest trick on the rack.
On no one else can I fully depend, from here to the end,
not even your closest friend,
So I look to myself and do what I know I can — I can stand like a man.
I am my own biggest fan, not an also-ran,
and I finally got my head out of the sand
So, put down your book, take a look and smell what I’m about to cook
I am not a crook, I didn’t commit a crime
Still, I found myself doing the time,
caught silent and clean-handed like a mime
Unable to read, write or rhyme
But that’s fine, yeah, that’s okay.
Today is the start of a brand new day
Hear what I say, ‘cause I’m not going away
I won’t vanish weakly into the night
Without a fight, because I know I’m right,
and now I’m wound up real tight
Feeling better, like silk and leather, dancing in the heather
Bound with rawhide, I will turn this tide.
I have too much pride to take this long lonely ride
Without telling my side
Unlike before, when I would run and hide,
weep and cry, or just try to get high
Just try to get high, try to avoid all the pain, hiding from the rain
Now, it’s not the same
Things have changed
I’m stronger, make my life longer, I’m smarter
I’ll handle the s**t when life gets harder and I’m tired of trying to barter
And compromise, telling lies, standing back,
afraid of the attack, the wall to my back
My life has been both white and black,
but now I’m getting back all the things that I lacked
I’m catching up instead of loosing track
go ahead and smoke your crack
But you won’t find me there, pulling out my hair,
gasping for the next breath of precious air
A lost, lonely and vacant stare
I’ll get my fair share, my rightful due
And to do it, I might have to walk right over you
But I’ll get over it, ‘cause I’m not through
Just watch me, boy, and put down your toys
See, I’m out to find some real joy —
and I’ll find out what makes this little world tick,
whether it’s the cash, the trash, or having a big d**k
Just stand back, and watch and learn, watch as all my old stories burn
Take your hand off the page and watch it turn.
And your stomach might began to churn
But I’m on top of it now. I’m watching, I’m seizing the day,
I’m not sliding down
Gone is my familiar frown, as the goal is found,
and, while others might slip and drown
I’m reaching for higher ground, hearing the stronger sound,
and getting the better of this town
What goes around will eventually come around,
and now it’s coming around. It’s all coming down
Coming unbound in my grasp — I won’t finish last,
and I might just have to pass
On that next piece of ass
If doing so
Takes me
Higher