Radio

I remember back when I was only eight
I sang to all the songs my Mom would play 'till it was late
I used to drum with spoons and forks on all my dinner plates
And rhyme a bunch of words like hate and rate and bait and fate

I always had a dream of making music of my own
My face up on an album looking dignified and grown
I'd dance and sing inside my room when I was all alone
Pretend I had a crowd, raring ready to the bone

I'd talk into a rolled up paper, use it as a mic
And move around my room 'till I was well into the night
Singing all of my favorites, pretend they were my own songs
Even had to censor if I started singing grown songs

Now I write my own words, making all my own beats
Dancing in my room, now I'm standing on my own feet
Closer to my dreams and I'm still feeling hungry
Run into a wall or two, but that ain't even stun me

Waiting for the day that I can play
On the radio
Gotta find my way, I hope and pray
To be on radio
I slaved away, all night and day, my will to win will not decay
Waiting for the day that I can play
On the radio

When you take a look at me I'm not your standard ideal
Not the hardest or the toughest, I'm just keeping it real
I'm emotional and stupid and I easily feel
Never one to hide my thoughts or keep my feelings concealed

When I put a pen to paper it's a natural reaction
Pour my feelings through the ink and let you see all that happens
Filling pages with my soul and put my all into rapping
I've been fighting for this dream, out here clawing and scratching

I don't wanna claim a throne 'cause crowns, are for the fake
Kings are only names and names can lose their place
Gods can lose their power, a man can lose his faith
I'm human and only that, I'm grounded in my own space

I'm an artist, a singer and a rapper and producer
I'm a poet, a writer and an author and a tutor
I'm a boy, with dreams of making music and performing
I'm a student, believing in myself and not conforming

Waiting for the day that I can play
On the radio
Gotta find my way, I hope and pray
To be on radio
I slaved away all night and day, my will to win will not decay
Waiting for the day that I can play
On the radio

Waiting for the day that I can play
On the radio
Gotta find my way, I hope and pray
To be on radio
I slaved away all night and day, my will to win will not decay
Waiting for the day that I can play on the radio

Waiting for the day, on the radio