text: I wanted to be real, wanted to be real
  Im the winner but I feel like a victim
  Graduated from the situation, found a solution
  Smoking on the pollution, all black suit
  Black gloves on, just like a hitman
  Trash Star Boys and we sleep in a coffin
  Wake up, drinking coffee
  I get to it often, might get to it this morning
  Prada boots on, look like some Jordans
  Im playing, Im scoring
  DG, Nike, they supporting
  Just do it, blade on me, Im swording
  Im veiled when Im wielding
  Knife in my heart but, man, fuck how Im feeling
  Cant look at me, youre dreaming
  Cant even see me when you are sleeping
  Black Volvo, were creeping
  I had ups and downs but its falling into place
  Like the love from God when you look me in my face
  I had dreams of life that were lost in empty space
  I had almost drowned if I didnt fuck with that drain
  I had four, five strikes, at the sixth I lost my wings
  Im the puppeteer, put my puppets into play
  Wanted to be real, wanted to be real
  Wanted to be real