Shame on me when I chose to fall I lost myself & lost it all But now I'm back & I'm better So whatever I don't need applause; I got my own two hands I stripped myself bare to be my only fan I laid it all out but God had other plans I learned the whole game, now I prefer the stands Why don't you write a song about it? You know there's nothing wrong with doubting You know that you a human being I know that shit gets too misleading You know that u got next Next Next Some shit gets old to hear 21 is too old for fear Cause the whole plan's to feed the fam & buy some land & Disappear My mom was a mom by my age My dad always made some shit shake If I do not do it for them Then I feel like this shit's a waste Why don't you write a song about it? You know there's nothing wrong with doubting You know that you a human being I know that shit gets too misleading You know that u got next Next Next I don't need applause; I got my own two hands I stripped myself bare to be my only fan I laid it all out but God had other plans I learned the whole game, now I prefer the stands