Hook
(Pro)
Its my life, aint no way I can change at all even if I tried/
That why I try, to go and tear the wall down let you all get a peak inside/
But once you’re inside, I guarantee you wont like everything that you’ll find/
But what you’ll find, is the grace of the LORD, cuz His hands all over my life/
It’s my life
Bridge
Nice Aim, they taught us to aim for nothing/
And look we hit it dead on the button/
Verse 1
The story of my life, if you flip through the chapters/
Born in the maple leaf now I’m in Atlanta/
lived close to Hollywood, raised in the drama/
God blessed my mama so she named me Baraka/
Parents did a split, so I split socially/
I love moms but when pops left he took the most of me/
I hated the mirror cuz I struggled with my race/
Everyday I would wish I was white, I’m such a disgrace/
I had a identity struggles that was no secrets/
I was lucky if my closet friends could speak English/
So to fight that feeling I made the decision/
To hate my face or to hate the opposition/
I’m hanging with the militant, reading buffalo Soldiers/
My friends in their room hanging up Word up posters/
This is my attempt to pull back the curtains
This is just a little peak into the first acts/ hurting
Verse 2
2nd Chapter of my life, I see things different/
Acting like Malcolm X got my boys straight tripping/
I get silent treatments so I start to listening/
The root of the issue I just want some significance/
If that means thugging, I’ll listen to pac/
Smoke a little weed getting drunk on the Block/
Doing petty crimes running from the Cops/
Knowing pops would kill me if I ever got caught/
My man got shot days later he’s dead/
Its running through my head we all allergic to lead/
I’ll never forget what my oldest brother said/
You can be a dreamer but don’t live in your bed/
So I left that life and went to college/
My God became, money, sex, status and knowledge/
And if I didn’t get I’d go insane/
I guess that’s the result of a life with bad aim/
Verse 3
They want a third chapter, sit back and listen/
Like Matt Damon I was born for this mission/
I heard this crazy message about the world’s hero/
And how it was a righteous kill, Robert Deniro/
And how he got punished for sins when he did zero/
Just to bring a cure to some sin sick people/
Did some research found none equal/
Perfection wrapped in flesh to dead evil/
I guess my biggest issues is I thought I was a Christian/
But now I have a passion for Christ Mel Gibson/
I asked my man if he knew his way to heaven/
He said sure they opens their doors around seven/
And closes at 3 so go get your blessings/
I guess it’s my fault for assuming his understanding/
He knows he wants more he’s scared to explore why/
Eternity’s in his heart Christ hit the Bulls eyes/
