You may be questioning what I really got to bring
Believe me I myself have spent time questioning the same thing
Thinkin im nothing and something
Wondering if what im making is beyond what others partake in
Wishin, wonderin and spacin,
Waitin to be taken under wing
So that someone can show me the way and just let me do my thing
Let it all just step into spring
But if that really were to be what was happening
Then am I in control of my fate or am I just an awaiting spring
I really have no option on what will happen then,
Instead, dictated by others with awaiting grins
Only chosen what im sayin skims
What they want me to say and that’s how you really win,
Whether im wrong or right doesn’t mean a thing

But instead this hoax
Im bout to be awoke and with a grin
You’ll see what I mean when I say things have yet to begin