The Reality

"Now I don't know who I'm trying to reach with what I write

It's probably the youth 'cause for them that's why we fight

It doesn't really matter if I don't know them as long as they know they're not alone

With all the issues I've been through the pen touching the pad makes me feel right at home

Speaking of home, they say home is where the heart is but what if I don't have one

Then what do I call home?

Is it that empty spot in my chest that used to beat?

The one that was torn apart after she was willing to cheat

Or is home all those meaningless nights with girls I never cared about

The ones that were too easy, didn't have to wine & dine them or even take them out

Maybe it's the club life I used to hit nightly

Seeing all those cats living in a dream and getting bottle service

Were they truly happy? Not likely

Trying to live 'big' as they try to impress

Every lil thing that walks around in a tight dress

What a waste of time all for a night of fantasy

Can't only blame yourselves but also what's on tv

'Reality tv' like the 'Jersey Shore' highlighting this lifestyle

But all these fans are too blind to see

Or is it those people that need validation on every little thing they do?

You know who, often checking if the last chick they were with impresses you

Or those that try to show off what they have to those that don't

As if trying to make up for something they lack

What a joke, that's why no one truly has their back

The only people's validation that I ever want is my family's

It's reality, those are the only one's that truly matter

All of this I'm saying is not for me to try and say I'm better

Not at all, this is more like a wake up call

If you're reading this and you're feeling slighted then this is for you

Do you want to continue living as if you're on a treadmill?

Didn't think so, you want change? You know what to do."