IS THERE MORE

Is there more to it
I got adolescent dreams, a million dollars and a tour to it
Sell myself for cheap, that's a game like the whores do it
Soul I'm screaming loud, can you hear me going hoarse to it
So, lack of inspiration, go on bored to it
They don't write the songs, but you gotta send a board to it
No, make me wanna skate off, take off
Fuck y'all, I hate y'all
Probably take a day off and play ball
Swing for the fences only usually
Cause music ain't hitting like it used to be
Ain't nobody moving me, shit just ain't a mood to me
I can give a single damn fuck about your jewelry
but I can't take off
Keep sending shots like the Ruger be
when shells get hot, bragging bout it isn't cool to me
I've been soul searching, trying to figure out just who to be
Lost a bunch of shit, but I never plan on losing me
Oh, I see, I take what's mine
Oh, I move, but take my time, don't wait up
How you feeling, is this really what you want, huh
How you feeling, is this really what you want, huh
How you feeling, is this really what you want
How you feeling, is this really what you want, uh huh
At the end of every day, you look yourself in the mirror
And you ask yourself, did I get better today
If the answer is yes, and you do that for five years
10 years, 15 years, how much better are you gonna be
Are you getting better every single day
That's the question
And it's just taking small steps
You don't try to get it all done in one day
In one week, in one year
It's the process of getting better every day
And doing that for a period of years
That then create the masterpiece