Found myself crying in class.
But I just knew it would pass.
When I told them what I’d be they didn’t believe.
Now I’m giving the heat they want to receive.
Sometimes opinions can affect us.
But we should always try.
They’re like onions, we try to ignore them
But they still make us cry.
Peers from my class were the motivators.
So I told myself to hell with the haters.
The friends from the hood didn’t support my hustle.
They were there but didn’t support the struggle.
Young man going places now they’re motivating.
So I told them they should quit faking.
Love your haters because they are true enough
To show you the hate.
Not friends who lie straight to your face
And call you mate.