Built With Broken Hands

I had to learn the hard way. No one there to guide me

through the dark days. Taught myself to stand when I would fall.

Ain't no safety net, I risked it all. Yeah,

I'm still trying, still slippin' sometimes. But I grow every time I cross that line.

No one showed me how to be a man. So I built my own with

these broken hands. While they were out living, I was teaching myself.

Didn't cry much, had to play it cool. Acting grown in a world that

don't follow the rules. Ooh. Skipped school, stayed gone,