Ls. Cutback Season

You see, so many things in life be hurdles, roadblocks
In the way of where you're tryna get to
But on the other hand...
You're at the editor's desk
You're the captain of your own ship
Fighting against the currents
Fighting against the wave
Tryna weather the storms
But you have the power to control what you keep
And what you remove
So I'm cutting back
Cutting off all the fat
And cutting me some slack

See, I've been held back
I need to move forward
To get these desires of mine before I recline
And fall asleep for a good time
No guarantees of a next life
Feeling lethargic
And I've grown allergic to all this bullshit
Accustomed to the naysayers
All of the doubt in the world couldn't' hold me back for shit
They think we can't do it legit, well, I'm MC Hammer, bitch
They think it's a game and I couldn't finish it
But playing Assassin's Creed II taught me different