K’naan - Boxing My Shadow lyrics

It's like writing to the dead, dear people
I don't know if you'll hear my last plea
But somebody needs to be a
Little concerned about me
It's like I'm standing on the edge
Of a high tower balcony
Ya'll are rootin me to jump
Nobody stoppin me it's like a drug filled
Rock n roll documentary
Just wait till the world knows
What's inside of me
Cause you ll be sorry when I'm gone
And I'll be gone so very soon
If the pressure on my
Diaphragm keeps resisting
If the feds keep my brothers
Stompin up and down prisons
If you can't understand my
Offerings and deep mission
No label is willing to see my unique vision
If metro housing keep threatning my
Poor mother with eviction
You'll be sorry (you'll be sorry)
You'll be sorry if I stay so poor I can't
Afford my own medicine to cure my ulcer
And get vexed at every rich person
That walks passed, that won't blast
Just yet I don't even have enough
Gas to pass the exit, so don't laugh
(don't laugh) I think a smile is a charity
But fuck don't laught my anger
(resulted) from pressure (exhaustion) my
Boys be (orphans) , my voices (is all
Bent) , I'm tired
(I'm coughing) my daddies (divorcin)
My momma (is hopin) , my
Eyes be
(so open) , for chances (I'm walkin)
I'm walkin an talkin and boxing my shadow
I hate you!, I hate this
I hate food, I won't eat
In case you, Offend me
I wait you, so don't sleep

It's like the possibility of
Making it in the
Industry is just around the corner now
It's just about your ability
But see it's like an enigma
An insomniac singer, a dream a figment of
Your imagination it seems
It'll never be succesful
Please protect your neck before they squeeze
I'm your biggest hater you suck
And even if you don't
You know your luck you'll
Probably get runover by
A truck before your first label meeting
Meeting is the issue you prick, yo
Yo you really make me sick
No no you make me sick
I can't stand this argument
See this is what happens when
My mind starts to dwell
And my strenght starts to fail
And I get an anxiety
(resulted) in panic attacks (exhaustion)
I might as well look for
(a fence) , my health is (dissolving)
I am tired
(I'm coughing) my wife is (divorcing)
My girlfriend (is open) cause I gotta so
(open) over these niggas (walkin)
I'm walkin and talking
And boxing my shadows

And now I sing about the poor
And I sing about the war
And how can I not represent
When I'm the most critically acclaimed
Put most emcees to a lyrical shame
Get some um fame
Express my pain and still keep this shit raw
How can one person be so poor
Look at it, your better off
(without me) , I mean even I (doubt me)
My own dreams
(mock me) the snicker and talk (about me)

They got me boxing my own shadow!