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On my way towards the stars gotta build my own ladder
the stilts made out of hope the rungs made outta laughter
i crave success that is what i am after
everyones on this road i aint the only bastard

just wanna master, my destiny
checkin thee mirror, confirming my identity
cause i barely know myself and it troubles me
sincerely wanna be everything i can be

never back down, give hopes to kids just like me
hope is free, ive learned this from my idols
that dreams can come true if u put it in front of ur eyeballs
life calls, why stall, get up after u fall

is what im trying to install into my cerebral cortex
sicka cereal and bein a poor kid not bein able to afford shit
gotta make it for me and my future kids
so i dont gotta deal, like my parents did