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've seen the world through a bitter stare

But my dream is still alive

I'm going to be the best I can



I want to be a busy man

I want to see a change in the future

I'm gonna make the best of what I have

I want to write for a magazine

I'm gonna be the best they've ever seen

I know I'll win if I give it all I can



I won't let go, gonna make the grade

No, I won't let go

To be the best man, the best man that I can



Back street hoop star you've 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 and the new start

That I have



I won't let go, gotta make the grade

No, I won't 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'm moving forward

And I'm never looking back

Straight ahead, focused on the big attack

On a roll and I'm never slowing down

I won't be torn between slowing down

I won't be torn between

The man in the chair

And man that's in my dream

I'm going to melt the two men into one



I won't let go, gotta make the grade I set

No, I won't let it go

To be the best man, the best man that I can