Taking The Right Steps

The pathway was never laid out

When I was young, I used to play outside

My thoughts would always glide

I never fit in I was a rebel inside

Trying to reach a place where I could hide

Close my window, don’t let them see

Inventing great things, let's hop in and soar to the next level

I plan to soon be the man who takes the right steps

My strategic edge keeps me sharp; don’t overstep

I left what was today trying to do right by tomorrow

Purpose-driven, always don’t let them cut in and insert sorrow

I like my highway clean, backing into a new plot

The one with the W in it, with the lavish backdrop