Woke up late no time to say hey or goodbye to those eyes, as I ride passing a beach front view in the sun telling me,lets get it wile I'm hear you got things to do, ill remember it forever, praying for these people I hope things get Betta, I turn to my right see these hard working people with a beautiful view struggling to make it threw, looked behind me found everything they wouldn't do, product of your environment, that negativity giant, sneaking his way into everyones life, no not me not I,I refuse to live yo dream in die, I looked to my left in only saw I, in I followed his steps, lonely road of hard work with a select few, whats next ,ill get threw, cause its me I'm not afraid to do, your dream is all that will set you apart from this world, can you be different? Or just blind in. My ride is ending iv made it to my stop.