First things first, I'ma say all the words inside my head
I'm fired up and tired of the way that things have been, oh Ooh,
the way that things have been, oh
Ooh,
second things second, don't you tell me what you think that I can be
I'm the one at the same,
I'm the master of my sea, oh Ooh,
the master of the sea, oh Ooh,
I was broken from the young age
Taking my soul into the masses
Writing my poems for the few
That looked at me,
took to me, shook to me Feeling me singing my heartache
From the pain, taking my message From the pain, speaking my lesson From the brain, seeing the beauty
Through the
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
Third things third, send a prayer to the ones up above
All the hate that you've heard has turned your spirit to a dove, oh
Ooh,
your spirit up above, oh Ooh
And you made me a,
you made me a believer,
believer
Rain,
my love, my love, my God, they came from pain
Ooh,
I was broken from the young,
you've stolen my soul
Into the masses, write down my poems,
for the few That looked at me,
took to me, shook to me, feeling me Singing my heartache from the pain,
taking my message From the pain, speaking my lesson from the grave
Seeing the beauty through the rain