Left with a Gun

I do find it hard to
Realize my true potential
And without the right credentials i am lost
Don't take it for granted
Or your life, it will be slanted
And the chances you are left with are gone
Our disposition and our mental inquisition
Our disposition and our mental inquisition
Always seem to follow where we
In the end it's our inception
And life is just perception
For the moment don't pretend
You'll never be never be, never be
For the moment don't pretend
You'll never be
Always seem to follow where we