Do you feel like you’re on the run?
Are you scared because the road is long?
Well you’re my kin, my son, you’re not the only one
I know you feel life is crushin' you
Well get to scratchin' where it itches, keep your goals in view
Reserve your judgments too, that shit will bury you
I know you feel like a lesser man
I bet the winds hittin' different on an empty hand
But what’s a grain of sand to this entire land?
And you can walk, walk, walk until your feet get sore
I see you hidin' all your problems in the liquor store
This life’s a major award, what you gon' trade that for?