Look into my eyes and tell me what you see, The motherfucker from San Diego lucid for he be. Soul of a hustler, heart of a warrior, In this concrete jungle I am the sole proprietor. Chasing dreams like a rabid dog on the loose, I wear my scars like a badge of honor, no excuse. Eyes bloodshot red, but my vision crystal clear, I conquer my demons, no room for fear. Take a walk in my shoes, feel the pain and the pride, I'll keep on fighting, never back down or hide. Look into my eyes and tell me...