Growing up mama used to tell me I was royalty (Yea) And daddy used to tell me I was favored Сause I was a child of the king But the more when time went by The more I felt like daddy lied, and mama didn't know me at all Torn up inside, thinking how could they be so wrong about this painful life See I been through these streets I got too many scars, victim of abuse, and took a tole on my heart Might have said too much, I might be taking it far But I gotta speak the truth, gotta raise the bar We're all on this road (yea, yea) Cause we all wanna go From rags to riches, high roads from ditches From the valley to the mountaintop, we're here now, we're here now