As if the birds don't chirp
As if a trillion nerves don't work in the human body
Shit, who would I be?
Without the creator of this theater beside me to gently guide me?
Some days, I wonder if I need to pick a different hobby
I'm deep in with this rappin', it's all a nigga know
I never didn't nothin' better, it's hard to let it go
But like a father watching his daughter
Walk down the altar with tears in his eyes