I am me in the mirror when it's labeled with such...

Words of astonishment deep in my eyes...

Because the clock is my father... 

I became man only by time...

The big hand positive yet the little one negative I deemed...

It seems I'm locked between reality and my dreams...

I escaped the little hand...praying for the bigger one to save me...

So I can save my mom and my sister to thank them Cuz they rasied me...

I am the face of a generation separated by fear...

I call for help...but I doubt anyone hears...

I txt for help but it seems any one sees...

Her no evil see no evil... Is there evil in me?

No I am pure I believe in our God...

So when they said it's not possible I just weighted out the odds...

They said I'll never go to college...

And I am going to prove them... Wrong... I won't see them in the fall they'll wait for me to come home...

I am me marthael Layvion crockett... But they call me marty...

I call me Rebel Cuz I'm different then most...

Standing face to face and the mirrors the host... 

For a gentleman an athlete and all the above...

Id open my moisten heart in the sky to rail with my love...

I am me I try to live a life  with no strees...

I am me I and wouldnt trade me for anyone else...