The way it works is to work your way around the problem
Give me the 4 Quarters you can keep the dollar
When you go broke, you can still give me a holler
I'll never look down on ya, I'll spend some advice on ya just to elevate you higher
I've had my trials ,Your problem is my problem
I once thought like that until I got burned by that fire
Not taking life serious, wasn't interested in the truth I was a blatant liar
Lying to myself, had me feeling taller than a tower
truth be told I was lower than a flat tire
on a 1921 hoopty
I was fooling only myself looking in the mirror, my split image wasn't even rooting
Had me looking stupid Wasting too much potential, I was being foolish
Cracking the mirror everytime I would stare, reminding me that life can go in a flash
telling me that it wasn't always about fast cars and pretty girls with a nice A$$
These days I'm going slow, I ain't moving too fast Subtracting my problems, Adding to my value, I was doing some math
Dividing my time with doing righteous deeds, multiplying my friendships, the true traits of a King
So I can gladly sing that this life was meant for me, neck deep in that hurricane Katrina water, made me be who I be
adversity crowned me, and God made me a KING..
(K)nowledgeable
(I)nspirational
(N)oteworthy
(G)ift
~Qadar Dwon'