ive been training all of this time show after flow after rhyme bugs in my belly my palms are sweaty im almost ready oh you can do this my friends and family i wanna prove it naysayers look on the lights they burn its my turn i never hit a homerun though ive tried something got in my way something got in my way staring down the barrel of a loaded gun running for my life pray that i get home safe pray that im not too late i wanna be perfect wasting my time you think long you think wrong no one to mimic the fear sets in maybe im no ready after all but everybody saying you can do it my friends and family i just wanna prove it naysayers look on the lights they burn mistakes is what life is built on so what are you afraid of an error in your plan mr straight man mr late man too gentle for my own good too kind to get mine too fickle for my own future too blind to see my shine when im swinging for the rafters and everybody breaking out the cameras cause they want that replay after the game and if i lose then im naked and shamed but i had to do it my way cause every star sparkles and fades but what you gon do when you reach that page a straight man leads and a late man follows  oh no theres no one oh no theres no one to blame im all alone working on something looking for something to change and ooh im howling at the moon they will see me soon real soon cause baby i oh i believe it no other reason im playing the game but i i never hit a homerun though ive tried something got in my way something got in my way