Daily Heroic

This is hope in the city
living giving you all of me simply hoping you with me
and if it isn't in me, I'll be finished, I'm not
Giving in to any endings where a win ain't the plot
I say the same things a lot like, Fatty for the win!
but at the end of the day I'm still beginning again
it's like I'm trying to get rich and i ain't even getting by
it's like i'm sitting in a ditch trying to reach for the sky
put your hands up high if the dream is inside you
i ain't trying to lead you, i'm in stride right beside you
it's a matter of pride, too, it's my daily heroic
i'm divided inside but i ain't trying to show it
yo i hope these kids don't notice just how hopeless my flow can get
but i'm rolling this boulder on my own up the road again
i'm sisyphus, listen cause success is a fickle friend
i haven't met him yet but i'll be sick of him in the end

This is hope in the city
living giving you all of me simply hoping you with me
and if it isn't in me, i'll be finished, i'm not
giving in to any endings where a win ain't the plot
it's the daily heroic yo this is hope in the city
living giving you all of me simply hoping you with me
so it's fatty for the win and wherever the win be
is the only place i'm goin, i'm a bring you there with me

Now my girl is pretty worried cause I've given up sleeping
I put 46 hours into my work every weekend
and we can go a whole day without speaking
the distance is breaking her heart but she won't lend
an ear to her friends, they all say I'm a problem
& they're right, she's been working 2 jobs, she's exhausted
I'm delinquent on loans, she came home and i lost it
she even brought me dinner, but i's pissed so i tossed it
that was fatty for the loss but she still wouldn't talk shit
she's my rock, honestly, and she's like baby you got this
and i wanna believe her but this nightmare gets realer
with every minute that i'm in it but not willing to be there
I'm faking confidence, like "Baby, I know I got this,
I'm shooting for a win and when I aim I cannot miss"
so i better get going cause the going is tough
knowing i can be heroic but almost no one else does

My brother's in the hospital, doc says he's depressed
and my mother's best friend has got a lump on her breast
and my best friend's calling me because he just got arrested
and i owe a rent check for this cock roach infested
trashy apartment yet i say it don't phase me
til i snap at a fan just for claming i'm lame be-
cause i ain't made a change on page in like 8 weeks
i'm aiming for fame, trying to change but remain me
haters enrage me, i speak in metaphors I'm
a lyrical machine tryin to seek a better chorus
i better start seeing light leaking up ahead
this tunnel's dark; i hardly see any friends
i better level up, i'm ready steadily grinding with
a hell of a hill still to climb til the lime light
I'm staring at Manhattan out my window at sunset
Another day has passed and Fatty still hasn't won yet

This is hope in the city
And I'm hoping you're with me
When this boulder gets heavy
Ya'll are holding me steady
And I'm not giving into any ending
Where a win ain't the plot