Sometimes I get to wonderin', brainstormin' and thunder And lightning and rain, inside of the mind of D. Swain Inside of the mind of a changed man A little deranged at times, but otherwise a sane man Dang man, I've been on the path to success For so long, I feel like I'm the last to be next But hold on, I see a signpost ahead That says 'turn around', I can't leave my hopes for dead I'm too throwed in the game to just throw it away If I quit now, my dreams'll go tip-toeing away I've gotta find my destination sooner or later A true innovator is what I wanna be known as But to get to the top, it's gonna take my own ass To blow past these low-class jealous mome raths, yeah And say everything that I have to say I'm trying to find my destination, better grab ya plates This is the F.O.O.D. Regrets cloudin' my future, hit rewind Like layin' in a bed of cow manure, I got shit on my mind Grittin' and grindin' for my moment in the sun But my hopes are stunted; how am I supposed to get it done? Whoever said that strugglin' was easy Probably never had the luxury of hustlin' or being chased I swear to God they tryin' to change my fate An appetite for success so I scrape the plate I grab a bite, so I guess I gotta wait for the date That I get to where I need to be Compare the recent me, to the me of times past I could've easily sold my soul to the wine glass And even though I might crash, I'm still drivin' down this bright path Thoughts leaking from my pen, hope I write fast enough To be an outcast is tough I'm flyin' solo with a bag full of stuff Nigga that's what's up Two roads diverged in a wood, I took the one less travelled I'm patient so that's one less hassle If I dream it, I can live it I've seen the light with vivid imagery I need to write with fits of energy But it's hard tryin' to get where I'm goin' Without a hint or an omen It's too late to turn around Perseverance, gotta learn it now But I'm stubborn how Am I supposed to survive this rollercoaster hurtlin' to the ground? I've heard the sound of naysayers Yes-men, and all of the rest tend to follow 'em I could get hurt by all the jokes and stares Smoke and mirrors, I'm chokin' but I'm almost there Almost clear, the reason why I've suffered for years I'm glad I started down this road to my own career I'm never full from all the F.O.O.D. I ate I'm on the road to be a true rhyme great This is the muthafuckin' F.O.O.D.
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