Above Freestyle

You see me flying, yeah I had to get closer to the sky/
cause the dirt down here is making people die/
so much pain and tragedy, how the fuck do we put it to an end/
I don't have all the answers, but I sure as Hell got my word and my pen/
ready to fight this battle with the page and my heart/
cause I've been dying since day one, even though I had an early start/
three months premature and hemorrhaging in my brain/
docs told my moms I wouldn't make it, she said they were insane/
umbilical cord knotted and wrapped around my little neck/
weighed three pounds, eight ounces, wasn't much but a speck/
ripped from the womb untimely, wasn't given much of a chance/
just to live we gotta struggle from birth and advance/
against all odds we both somehow survived/
mother and son, who would have thought that I'd arrive/
covered in blood, crying and screaming/
but now I'm all grown up now and I can't stop dreaming/
about the what ifs and never was/
a gift from the stars, fallen from the universe above/