I came from NOTHING,
And I'm not coming back,
Not going back.
I want what's mine.
You have the edge but I'm holding the knife.
What do you know about sacrifice?
Or putting your life on the line?
You left as the pressure was building up,
And that's what makes you a CHUMP.
I couldn't take anymore.
I'm tired of waking up
FACE DOWN ON THE FLOOR.