Текст песни Why - James Watss

I was supposed to be finished with this rapping thing
I looked in the mirror and thought, "it's not happening"
At least as a career, I gave it a couple years
Chased dreams til I wore a hole in the sole of my Airs
Like... it's not fair, but all these bills is due, and while
I'm out playing artist, I'm getting old and it's juvenile
To want to be a rapper, I got a job and a Master's
And people think what they see on BET's what I'm after
Girls in they panties, cars painted in candy
I ain't judging nobody for how they fill up they pantry
But that's not me, or the songs that I been writing, it's
My feeling that these words is really nothing trifle with
Added to that, I love music
In all honesty, so that's the reason why I do this
It's work to make songs that I could play for my students
And everybody I know cause I ain't trying to make excuses
Just something I'd be proud of, never wanted to make a name
If it turn meant that someone I loved, would be ashamed
That's hard to do, as a dude who works
Potential applicant, and all they find in your Google search
Is rap songs and show flicks, clubs that I've been booking for
Regardless of my resume, I'm not the one they're looking for
The thing I love I most, it might kill me
But in the meantime, I write in the hope you'll feel me...