In the grand scheme
This is a big dream
And I’m a ‘gangsta’ with a deep lean
In the small scope
Just a dude that sold dope
So I could buy hope
Cheap
Typical
And I can’t be critical
Without being critical
Of my minor role
That introduced me to big actors
Real characters
I won’t defend my toll
By telling you all the factors
I’ll just say
I strayed
Regrets
Only that I couldn’t go all out
That I couldn’t ball out
Because these morals
My mother and I talked out
So my stories are made up
Of
Should have done
Could have done
Would have done
The allure
Was miserable fun
Wallowing
Because they didn’t get me
They wouldn’t let me
I was so confident
I hid away my confidence
Dimmed my power
Forgot I hover
Head and shoulders above
About as high as a babbling tower
Blasphemous
Then
Now it’s reality
I change those around me
Gentle souls
With sleeping dreams
That’ll go to war with a word
That I’ll never give
Because I’ll rather that they live
Unless we’re fighting for the whole
Not just this that and the third
Started off a knight
Now you can crown me
In the grand scheme
You could say I’m broke
But in the small scope
This is a big dream
And I’m not out here buying hope
Dope
I give it out for free
So when you see I
You see I walk with that deep lean
The pronoun was I
Pronounced as another glimpse
Into the journey of me
Accepting
That I might die
Setting them free
Instead of destroying a generation
The forgotten
Hoping that those who remember
Remember me
As that guy