They say your past predicts your future
Well, I beg to differ
I know where I’ve been, and I’m not going back
You think I struggle solely because I’m Black
I’m just a person who’s made many mistakes
Took a long time to learn from them,
Then I caught a lucky break.
I may have landed on the streets, but I gained
Some sense.
Started to nurture my ideas, met some new
Friends
Got into a house, left old ways behind
My past won’t predict my future
No, not this time.
