A child alone in daddy´s room
The gun was hidden here
No one home to catch me when I fall
A young man now in a private chair
I have seen the world through a bitter stare
But my dream is still alive
I am gonna be the best I can

I wanna be a busy man
I wanna see a change in the future
I am going to make the best of what I´ve
I wanna write for a magazine
I am going to be the best they´ve ever seen
I know I will win if I give it all I can

I would not let go, going to make the grade
No, I would not let go
To be the best man, the best man that I can

Back street hoop star you have got it good
You were the wonder
Of the crumbling neighborhood
Now taking bids on the next six digit plan
Showed me that my will survived
The tragedy that came into my life
Giving me hope & the new start
That I´ve

I would not let go, have got to make the grade
No, I would not let it go
To be the best man, the best man that I can

Step by step I dream the plan
From my chair to walking man
This constant dream is on my mind
Chase the light I see ahead
Luminate the path I tread
I live to be the best I can

Now I am moving forward
And I am never looking back
Straight ahead, focused on the big attack
On a roll & I am never slowing down
I would not be torn between slowing down
I would not be torn between
The man in the chair
And man that is in my dream
I am gonna melt the two men into one

I would not let go, have got to make the grade I set
No, I would not let it go
To be the best man, the best man that I can