waking up hoping everyday wont be the same

as my eyes open i can see the hate

and as my body moves i can feel the pain

because i am my past

and no matter what i keep getting up

even if its not about any cash

see to many people live around money

if thats the way you live then it wont do anything for you

so instead evey morning i have to paint a picture

of what the pitcher could be throwing at me

so for everyday try to stay awake

before they take away what you try to chase

and thats a priceless lesson

call me professor

because i just taught you how to keep a blessing