Excuse me your honor and jury pass all your judgment
I've been examined, interrogated my entire life
I never look at your verdict, but bailiffs
Sometimes they read them
And when I hear your thoughts on me
I want to personally say

When you doubt me, it makes me better
When you hate me, it makes me stronger

One more round
Kick me when I'm down
But I already won
When your name rolled off your tongue

You're a kid from the future, you're passive
And you're afraid
Sound so bold when you're on paper
Crumble when face to face
I'm from the pass where words
Were backed by confrontation
So when I hear your thoughts on me
I'm going to personally say

Oh oh oh oh
Take a walk in my shoes
Oh oh oh oh
See how many steps you'll get through
Oh oh oh oh
You wouldn't make it a block without begging to stop
Me from throwing stones