[Verse 1 - InkLine]
I had big plans, to do big things
Before I even knew what being a kid means
Hoop dreams, trying' to make it to the big leagues
But then I traded in my J's for a six-string

It took phase after phase just to fix me
Pick up the pace, switch gears on the ten-speed
Tough luck, growing pain in my gut
'cause as we grew up, it grew rough but...

What's what? With no bargain, no offer
Just stuck feeling awkward and bothered
With few friends, no fam, no father
It’s hard to get farther when far gets harder

I just know I want to go over all the
Pain that I've caused before I swallow a revolver
And fix this, God as my witness, risk it
And put my sickness on a hit-list and end this

[Chorus - Tense]
We got big plans, to do big things
Don’t stop get it and will not let it…

[Verse 2 - Mane]
On the back of the bus they were laughing’ at us
Me and my walkman, walkman, walkman
Lacking their trust in the raps from my guts
Now they’re all gawking, watching, stopping
Hold true to words I said at 15
Told Mike and Stephan, “I got big dreams
Big plans to do big things” Instincts
Not insync now with how these kids think
Why would it be? It’s all foolery
Still today though, it’s like High School to me
Chasing’ hope, angelic-a beauty
Run with crew, entangled in shoe strings
Kicks fresh-rhymes to much for most
Instead, finds childish grown folks
Still don’t understand, nothing’s changed
On the other hand, I’ve done the same

[Chorus - Tense]
We got big plans, to do big things
Don’t stop get it and will not let it…