Sometime, I don't love myself Because lots of stories were stale But I wanna stand on stage My enemies have to imitate Make up my mind Turn it up my line I know what I try It seems like everyone is leaving me Only except family and my bobby But I know that's just sad reality Also know that successful are always lonely Even those time that I swerve Problem on my way Scared but I swore Not letting them be swayed Every night I praymore