The Cleveland Struggle,
Everyday I wish I could be in a football huddle.
But I’m out in Cleveland feels like a jungle,
Out here you got to be ready to rumble.

I’m gonna make it out, I don’t care the cost,
I’m so cold out here feels like I’m Jack Frost.
Moving out here is harder than I thought,
But in the future I’m gonna be my own boss.

Living out here had to use my mind as a pistol,
3.6 GPA I put in work with a pencil.
My life was slow so I picked up the tempo,
Kept pushing harder just like a pimple.

Out here feels like a race,
I feel like I’m in first place.
Burning everyone, I don’t need an ankle brace,
But the devil wants to tie me down like a shoe lace.

Strugglin’ out here with the problems I face,
Cleveland’s a deck of cards, hope you’re an ace.
Got this far can’t let it go to waste,
Hungry for Prosperity, I bet it tastes like cake.