My Life (Nice Aim) - Sho Baraka, Derek Minor

Hook

(Pro)

Its my life, ain’t no way I can change at all even if I tried/

That why I try, to go and tear the wall down let you all get a peak inside/

But once you inside, I guarantee you wont like everything that you’ll find/

But what you’ll find, is the grace of the LORD, cuz His hands all over my life/

It’s my life

Bridge

Nice aim, they taught us to aim for nothing/

And look, we hit it dead on the button/

Verse 1

The story of my life, if you flip through the chapters/

Born in the maple leaf now I’m in Atlanta/

Lived close to Hollywood, raised in the drama/

God blessed my mama so she named me Baraka/

Parents did the splits, so I split socially/

I love moms but when pops left he took the most of me/

I hated the mirror cuz I struggled with my race/

Everyday I would wish I was white, I’m such a disgrace/

I had identity struggles that was no secret/

I was lucky if my closest friends could speak English/

So to fight that feeling I made the decision/

I can hate my face or hate the opposition/

I’m hanging with the militant, reading buffalo Soldiers/

My friends in their room hanging Word up posters/

This is my attempt to pull back the curtains

This is just a little peak into the first acts/ hurting

Verse 2

2nd Chapter of my life, I see things different/

Acting like Malcolm X got my boys tripping/

I get silent treatments so I start to listening/

The root of the issue I just want some significance/

If that means thugging, I’ll listen to pac/

Smoke a little weed getting drunk on the Block/

Doing petty crimes running from the Cops/

Knowing pops would kill me if I ever got caught/

My man got shot days later he’s dead/

Its running through my head we all allergic to lead/

I’ll never ever forget what my oldest brother said/

You can be a dreamer but don’t live in your bed/

So I left that life and I went to college/

My God became, money, sex, status and knowledge/

And if I didn’t get I’d go insane/

I guess that’s the result of a life with bad aim/

Verse 3

They want a third chapter, sit back and listen/

Like Matt Damon I was born for this mission/

I heard a crazy message about the world’s hero/

And how it was a righteous kill, Robert Deniro/

And how he got punished when he did zero/

Just to bring a cure to some sin sick people/

Did some research found none equal/

Perfection wrapped in flesh to dead evil/

I guess my biggest issues I thought I was a Christian/

But now I have a passion for Christ Mel Gibson/

I asked my man if he knew his way to heaven/

He said sure they open doors around seven/

And closes at 3 so go get your blessings/

I guess it’s my fault for assuming his understanding/

He knows what he needs he’s scared to explore why/

Eternity’s on his heart Christ hit the bullseye/