Verse 1
They say the best days in my life are now behind me
I could be spending my remaining time wisely
By sitting back and rewinding
But its hard to sit and reminisce when
all you can really think of is beginning
Now not the beginning when I was a freshman
inching to fit in with all the beautiful women
and girls who were so flirty
when bedtime at 3:30 was early
and its cool to go commando for a month cuz all your draws are dirty
As much as I hate to admit, these four years have shaped me
Financially they raped me, but spiritually it gave me
All the time I need to face down my demons
replace the voices in my head with the sounds of crowds screaming
and althoug I'm leaving, there's no looking back
Just another day headed on my right path
I refuse to choose that I've just pasted my prime
and maybe what I believe's naiive, but thats all in your mind.
And through it all, I've got the drive to be a star
It looks so close but its yet so far
And it looks so hard, but I've got one year left
Before reality comes crashing onto my front steps
Verse 2
I could get on A Trak like Kid Cudi and Sister
kick it with Janelle Monae or be J*Daveys mister
or maybe drop Factz like Mickey til I'm Blu from spitting
tour from the East coast to Pacific Division
I love Mark Ronson and my jam is version
But see Wale still working and become uncertain
No frontin cuz I was bumpin that mixtape about nothing
But its been 100 miles and that brothas still runnin
and I'm wonderin for what type of deal should I be huntin
cuz I could keep it real and never sign to a deal
and never spread my name and never get played
or sign to a major and get played like Joe Budden
Should I drop an album? Should I be independent?
Should I be Charles Hamiltion and make a million.
For now I'm indie, cuz any where else I'll prolly get shelved
Hip hop's a boys club where your name is your wealth
and I'm John Doe so there's nothing else
But to hit the road and go for self
But can you start paying dues at 22?
I ain't trying to still be on the grind when I'm 52?
Married with kids grade school
Where all the brats ask "What does your daddy do?"
And you're on thin ice when your fans can't decide if
I changed my sound or had a midlife crisis
-------Prechorus
So at what point does an emcee retire
and realize his time has already expired?
I don't know, but I got one year left
before reality come crashing onto my front steps

VERSE
And though it feels like its be forever
Forever feels like the blink of an eye
and I got mines open wide
Trying to soak up every last moment
and memoriy that this place can provide
But I'm complacent cuz I
got a high that feels like I'm pacing the sky
as I patiently spy
Every last thing I'll never be able to take for granted again, I can see that this is the end.
So thank God for granting me this moment of Clarity
(for ya'll to feel my truth)
From that Frosh beginning to that Capstone ending
(for ya'll to buy my tunes)
listen close, hear what its about
It's something undpredictable but in the end its right
So hard to say goodbye to yesterday, so say goodbye
To the dining hall, hello to being hungry
Goodbye to the bursar and borrowing some money
Hello to Sallie Mae, nope. Nothing bout that is funny
So the task at hand and the graduation plan
Is first to graduate and then take on the man
With a little cash in hand and a lil lady that can stand
my artist life stye, which can be wild
The truth is the way I'm living right now makes me smile
I finding it hard to be worried
in fact I feel I'm in a hurry
Because these dreams are all I got
and I'm the only one that can deter me
and through it all the drive to be a star
It feels so close, but its yet so far
It looks so hard, but I've got one year left
Before reality comes crashing onto my front steps.