[Chorus]

I'm still waitin' on that one phone call

That one conversation that can change it all

I'm tryin' to get me a deal, I'm tryin' to get it and chill

If I can make a mil', all my problems'll be solved

Give me a chance to make it work

So much at stake, it hurts

Gotta stay alert

If I miss my one shot, my chances'll be gone

I can't leave it alone


[Verse 1]

Bare my soul in every page that I write

I promise you this, I'm gonna make it tonight

So when I finally pop, and I make it to the top

I'm prayin' I ain't afraid of heights

Makin' tight beats, spittin' flows is my M.O.

Tryin' to get the industry's ear, like +Please Listen To My Demo+

'Cause Dan's vicious, full of dreams and ambitious

Schemes and scam-pitchin', I'm sick of these damn dishes

I'm sick of bustin' these tables for minimum wage

That's why I'm shakin' everytime I put pen on the page

That's why my tightest shit's ignited with venom and rage

I've tried to fight it everytime that I've been on the stage

I shake hands with the rap fans

The teeny-boppers say they love me

Underground niggaz tell me 'that's wack Dan'

Man...can't you see that I'm on the grind?

My CD circulated in a couple states and they responded just fine

You mean to tell me if Akon can get signed

I can't get mine?

Sometimes I wanna grab the mic and just rhyme

Stand on a corner with a hat and collect dimes

My daughter just turned two

Couldn't afford the Pro Keds, so I bought her just one shoe

Landlord screamin' at me, rent six months due

If I can make one wish come true...


[Chorus]


[Verse 2]

Yo, my mind's spinnin' like the

Rims on the wheels of a Rolls-Royce

Now I'm feelin' like I'm Rose Royce, 'cause I'm +Wishing On A Star+

I'm wishin' I was far away from here

I grab my pic and my guitar and pray this year maybe I'll

Make it off sheer luck

But I fear luck won't be enough to get

All of my student loans cleared up

My tear ducts are at capacity

Baby moms harassing me

'Cause she says my paychecks don't last a week

Meanwhile, I'm watchin' these cats blow up

And throw up dollar bills like 7-Up Plus soda

...I'm doin' shows for small change

Ignorin' other rappers 'cause I think they're all strange

My eyes on greener pastures, sixteen chapters

Make up my life story, I should be an actor

Hey Mr. A&R, what're you waitin' on?

You know I've been waitin' long, praying and staying strong

And trying to stay sober

Man I swear, if you call me now my pain will be over

So many plots in mind to gain some exposure

Show me the dotted line, like Dame did for Hova

Pour my heart into my penmanship

So won't somebody draft a contract and send one quick?

'Cause most importantly my little girl depends on this

I refuse to lose, take it on the chin and quit

Never