[Cig:]

Tupac Shakur said he's gonna spark the mind that's gonna change the

world, and guess what? He was right. What if it doesn't work out you know? When

all along you've been sayin' to yourself "Wait, I'm gonna show everyone". What

if I don't make it you know? Like, rap is my life, and I don't know where to

go from here man. Just listen, it's the kid who haters hate harder, and it's

all real, you know that. Let's go



[Cig:]

Enough is enough, I'm frustrated and rejected

I keep fightin' on but I feel so neglected

Cause none of my dreams ever seem to surface

So with nuthin' goin' my way, I feel so worthless

I want what I can't have, and when's it my turn?

And every time I give it a shot, I get burned

Companionship, affection, a wish that I yearn

I can't find perfection, so when will I learn?

One minute you're high, the next minute you're low

Imagine dealin' with someone so demandin'? no

So you persist to look around like she exists

But in reality you miss all the girls that you missed

Won't leave yourself open cause you've been heartbroken

And you won't be happy until your ass starts smokin'

And you don't know what's wrong, but you need some help

And if you're real like me, you should ask yourself...



[Chorus:]

Do you know what it feels like just to feel like it's worse and worse each day

When you addicted to drugs, young and in love, all those foolish games you play

Cause it's the same fights, each and every night, there's nuthin' left to say

But just for once I'd like to see things just work out my way



[Cig:]

AC said I'm nice and the hard work will pay off

I'm on my grind like "When's it all gonna pay off"

Cause rap's a job dog with no days off

Piece of a piece and I'm ready to spray off

Cause the haters hate you and they say that you soft

And then they go buy your shit and they won't lay off

Fellin' like JoJo, runnin' Out of Options

Staten's got talent, let's get this shit poppin'

My ode to all those who never made it

Cause this is my life and every choice that I take it

So turn this shit up if you hate it yo

That all they play is bullshit on the radio

And with shit not workin', my drive is gettin' faded

Cause the labels is feelin' us, but it's gettin' dated

And to be honest, it's the truth and I hate it

But you might have to add me to the list who never made it



[Chorus]



[Cig:]

Yeah, and that's it. So if this rappin' shit doesn't work out, it's

been real. For all those who supported me along the way, good looks to everyone

To all those who said they was down and really wasn't, fuck you. I ain't even

gotta give shout outs, you know who you are. Cig, Ghostown. Don't forget it's

that kid who haters hate harder, and we out. In the end we all die alone

and that's pretty miserable ain't it? Ghostown, yeah...