They told me education was the key, so I did that
Go to school, get a degree, you can live that
American dream, everything could come true
Cause most black men ain't like you
Well, then life hits
And your wits are diminished to the size of a pencil tip
Like what's the point when nobody wants to hire you
Talent and education don't even amount to
That one kid whose parents are well connected
Will have to hustle a few, but yeah he still gets it
Man, damn, that's * up
I'm back to searching for jobs that require no degree plan
And yet even then I'm overqualified
Thirty applications in five days
I make a man think of how to rob a bank in five ways
Huh, and that's real *
But it's the makers of a man, so I deal with it, you know
Riding around late night dreaming
Mind in too many different places, so I'm thinking
I'm stuck in a road nobody knows the right way but me
And I'm just trying to find a man
To be, yeah, yeah
Riding around late night dreaming
Mind in too many different places, so I'm thinking
I'm stuck in a road nobody knows the right way but me
And I'm just trying to find a man to be, you know, yeah
Stuck in my own zone, a stranger in my own home
Who I am today versus who I was is long gone
Is it nine to five or yielding to society?
A ploy to keep me mentally trapped, that's true insanity
Wake up, go to work, thirty minutes a day, you know what I mean?

Ten minutes to yourself, clock out, go home
Just get your date or someone else, I'm
Now a sheep in this American dream
Over oppressed by the clock and material things
What am I working for?
Selling * that I can't afford
No ride to work, feet hurt, hope is all that I have anymore
Climbing the ladder, giving all your time
Only to get a raise worth a dollar and nine
What the *?
That's all that I'm worth to you?
Huh?
America to free, but they ain't tell you that excludes you
And that's real *
But it's the makings of a man, so I deal with it, you know?
Ridin' round late night dreamin'
Mind in too many different places
So I'm thinkin'
I'm stuck in a road nobody knows the right way but me
And I'm just tryna find a man to be
Yeah, yeah
Ridin' round late night dreamin'
Mind in too many different places
So I'm thinkin'
I'm stuck in a road nobody knows the right way but me
And I'm just tryna find a man to be
be you know look yeah repaying for my tuition feeling like i'm losing my ambition or maybe my
mind one of the two i'm in the place i ain't got no space feeling like i'm losing pace on the chase
it's written on my face i'm losing this race lord give me a doctor or some medicine just to ease
this pain that i'm up against and lord save me from america and the system that they put me in
cause who am i but a number that they tax in the fact is that we're owned by an occupation
i don't mind work but half the time it's * you hating it we're wired to fuel the nation
and i try to be thinkers it's sad but who gonna change it who gonna step up not me not you
cause they took away our voice back in grade school yeah and that's real * but it's the
makings of a man so i deal with it you know riding around late night
drinking
mind in too many different places so i'm thinking i'm stuck in the road nobody knows the right way
but me and i'm just trying to find a man to be yeah yeah riding around late night dreaming
mind in too many different places so i'm thinking i'm stuck in the road nobody knows the right way
and i'm just trying to find a man to be you know yeah
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.