Two roads, both with different destinations
Eyes on the road, cause even if you lookin you don't know where life gon' take you
Your perceptions on my perspective don't change my view
Everybody made of glass, which makes the bullshit easy to see through
They don't know what I've been through not understandin' the growin' pain
My eyes out the window pain thoughts lost on changin' everything
They judge the way I dress
And dismiss the way I speak
Not knowin' my ambition
Misunderstandin' my need to eat
In the kitchen is where I live
Cause of other people I serve
My eyes open on the road
I'm watchin' out for all the birds
I'ma live how I want
Don't give a damn by who observe
I'm workin' hard for myself
Cause I know what I deserve
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