Training Day
This is what I play for..... To separate the loyal person from the person who is here to bide the time. But that's whatever though: Training Day This is what I've prepped for, This is what I bled for. A means to an end; this what I've used my head for. From victim to victor; from living in history to people HIS-tory. I've always been a man of the people; seeking perfection like a man of the steeple. It seems like something I've always wanted.... something I've always dreamed like; something I've always wanted to be like. College graduate, seeing the world in a new way, learning more about the position I play like I was born in a new day. Cuts, scraps, and bruises; I'm not new to this. Blood, sweat and tears, through it all I do this. Wake up, make up, standing straight up. West Georgia energy with a Morehouse man's make up. As the light dims overhead to show me live on my own. I remember: this is the first quarter, let me show you how I...