First things first I’ma say all the words inside my head I’m fired up and tired of the way that things have been, oh-ooh The way that things have been, oh-ooh Second thing second Don’t you tell me what you think that I can be I’m the one at the sail, I’m the master of my sea, oh-ooh The master of my sea, oh-ooh [Pre-Chorus] I was broken from a young age Taking my sulking to the masses Writing my poems for the few That looked at me took to me, shook to me, feeling me Singing from heart ache from the pain Take up my message from the veins Speaking my lesson from the brain