not quite 100%

it's been a long time comin

faced so many battles

had thoughts way to big

from counting sheep to counting cattle

from counting change

to dollar bills

and all back again

i went thru a couple guys

some special friends

but this ain't about them

these arent their adventures

i wont talk about the fakes

phony as dentures

so impure and artificial

unlike i

who strives to stay so real

but all hope seems to die

it's been a long time comin

but has so much changed?

went from being down right bitter

to type love searching-deranged

went from chrisbrownworld

to twitter

then away from the bird

and back to the nest

and all through chatrooms

as more than a guest

and back to fan fiction

felt like something was missing

because me without a story

is that so raven without corey

and false baby daddy's without maury

freddy k without being gorey

but i will spare you the analogies

i've grown so smarter

when it comes to tantalizing

i make them go so much harder

well, it's been a long time coming

and wow have i failed

from trying to get higher

but being pounded on by hail

if it aint one thing

damn right it's another

cuz i still feel stressed

without the controversy

from my mom and brother

damn the A's have dropped

but I can't let that be

because a report card with less A's

is like my name without me

and the benjamins are gone

hard to keep some dough

no money in my pocket

where did all of it go?

responsibility is a hoe

just keeps coming around

and alot of people have had some

something we seem to pound

it's a part of growing up

yet it makes me scared

having so much thrown to me

when there are seas i havent fairs

places i've never seen

tokens i've never yet redeemed

mountains i've never climbed

on shoulder's i havent leaned

it's been a long time comin

but have i gotten so one note

that i have to be the listener

never the talker

am i that dope

that i can deal with ppl's pain

but i cant release mine

yet i feel like im torurting people

but they keep themselves blind

like i do myself

so we are more alike than i thought

but verbal ventation of emotions

something i've always fought

it just wont work

why would i want to get hurt

when i plan to have so much ahead of me

why purposely

under my nails i put dirt?

but it's all too fast

in front of my eyes

flashes my graduating class

and i have no future planned

but i have all the gas

the fuel to get me where i need to be

i just dont know where that is

i just wanna skip the process

and be an adult not a kid

but what's the fun in that

there really is none

but there is a pathway

or rather more than one

it's been a long time coming

but so much more left to go

so many fine people to see

so many stragglers to let go

but cant let it get me down

because i cant touch what i cant see

but there's something visible in the future

and the future is me.