Out with the old, in with the new
Begins with a prodigy that is long overdue 
A young kid with heart, flare, and passion 
He grew up as a ruffian, loved to take action 
But what's the point if you're a kid with no money?
No fresh kicks, ragged clothes, looking funny 
Walked home alone every day being enraged 
Cuz no one would even call him by his name 
Never was taught there's a savior whom he can call 
Never had a figure so he'd just stare into the walls
Painting pictures thinking of joyful laughs and happy singing 
Narrating stories of himself in new beginnings 
He'd say, "I'm a gentle giant with anger issues "
Thinking of last week, amazing how people mistreat you 
They say every situation has a lifelong lesson 
Well if someone hits me one more time, imma have bad intentions 
I viewed Iverson and Superman as confidence builders
Along with the wise and insightful words of master splinter 
He said, "sustain your anger and you'll find your hidden talent "
And soon you'll find power and make everyone feel the silence 
I am a young warrior ready to fight like the Trojans 
This plot tends to remind me of Spartacus vs the Romans 
It's a classic story between the creation and its creator 
If you’re too educated than you become the forsaker
He’s way too smart, demeanors too cool it’s frightening 
I’m the rose growing out the pavement; it’s enlightening 
Many of my friends didn’t reach graduation 
Ricochet bullets, drugs, and even incarceration 
I fought the temptations and rose above all
And now I stand tall, I have no intentions to fall
When I return back home I remember the odds were stacked
I’ve grown to an intelligent individual who happens to be black 
All the blood, sweat, and tears I shedded didn’t faze me 
The blemishes and scars were all things that molded me
So before I leave with a peace sign and chow 
If you have any questions don’t ask me why ask me how