I'm sitting in my bedroom waiting for the times of inner doubts to fly by, 

they go sky high until I can't reach up to the top.

We startin' from the bottom and end to the top, as we measure up until our inches are enough.

The power of self-esteem means everything to us that involves our self-worth, beliefs,  and values. 

We live life like the ceiling can't hold us down and we can bust these walls and no longer be suckers to the motherfuckers.

Real cruel world try to take my self-esteem and fill the gaps of its insecurities, to fulfill itself hiding its own shame, for who we call a bully,  or a life sucker, or a motherfucker.

Excuse my language once, excuse my language twice, excuse my language thrice, excuse my improper imformal language when I'm mad or sad. 

Please no one anymore that we sin and never win to fit in with the wrong crowd,  or the right crowd. 

We can't give a damn. No one is perfect.

I like them, but I can't stand them.

I don't hate them, but I just can't stand them.

I love my family,  but we have our highs and lows when it's trusting time to the test.

Hoping that God will do the rest.

I love people when I see them do their best to be who they are to an unpleasant society. 

I bet a bazillion dollars that I can make that challenge. 

God bless everyone. Amen.