Haven't talked to my mom at all today but I can feel my dad's presence. The power of your word is a book he has me reading and it's starting to sink in to me. We aren't awake until we see our own potential at its highest height, that's what my dad saw in me. I'd hang with friends and do nothing but he would tell me it's not good for me. The ones I called friends were never really there for me. They stole from me. Not only time but things I valued, now I see what he meant when he said don't hang around em. They're up to no good. I was a graduate they were college dropouts but the point was he knew they couldn't relate to what I was doing. I was just trying to play ball. He would've rather seen me with people that were improving themselves. People in my field and people that could help me grow. Not just people I grew up with kicked backed and smoked. He knew I was headed down the wrong road. Selling drugs and drinking with minors. He knew that life too well. He woke me up to smell the coffee so I didn't smell jail.
I wanna thank him for that. For seeing the highest potential in me. For believing in me.
Now I'm out here in la livin with my grandparents tellin my grandad we call Poppie, I could be in front of the camera I don't have to just be behind it. I know my best kept secret would have the world shook like that's Steve!