Song: Impel
Artist: Rationale aka James Crawford
Album: Life As An M.C.
Year: 2005

Ladies and Gentlemen, this is the beginning right here...
So I want everybody to listen up, listen well, try to digest everything...
Understand and open your mind a little bit...
All in good time though, no rush...
You might as well enjoy it, right?  You bought it, yeah...

It all began with a pen in my hand/
I would scribble a bit of gibberish and then I would jam/
But it was more it gave me time to find a way out/
Though hardly enough before my constitution gave out/
Tired of seeing belligerent alcoholics laid out/
Masquerading people and the trash that they would take out/
Some nights were spent looking for Jesus and his name/
And often feeling like were just pieces in a game/
Some ease into the flames and then later ask what is this?/
Shakin hands with Satan sayin, thanks for doin business/
I can't help it that I'm different, man, I'm just doin me/
So please save your phony sorry's for the eulogy/
A cold, lonely life with little encouragement/
Is equally as damaging as undernourishment/
Hands on the window sill, seconds away from losing it/
A cord around my throat thinking am I really doing this?/
Wondering who will be around to see the end/
Cause something's gotta give and it's either me or him/
Tears streamin down my face, hate, I wanna scream/
Still, could it really be that it was all a dream?/
And all my torment and pain and my trouble's for nothin/
Shed tears of anger cause I thought I'd struggled for somethin/
And then there he was, and there I was/
And there they were, and there they went, and it was done (done)/
I soon felt like I'd reached my golden times/
Stood tall to face the world bright, with open eyes/
There was no more walking on eggshells, it was finished/
Which is good, because I truly was at the end of my limit/
There comes a time in life when you see that no owns you/
Nor owes, so you've gotta stand with your own two/
Take your matters into your own hands/
Formulate your own plan, cause you're a grown man/
That's responsibility, go ahead and ask around/
There's no one there but you when your life comes crashin down/
No one to pick up the debris and no one there to change it/
That's how it operates, you'd better get acquainted/
I spend too much time thinking when it should be action/
Spend too much time time preachin when I should be rappin/
Spend too much time angered when I should be laughin/
It's not perfect, but I'll ride this one out and see what happens (see what happens)

Certain things in life happen, that...
mark the beginning of something, but... 
we don't necessarily notice it at the time, it's only when we look back that we recognize it as such, ya know?
And, when you do it... 
it just, it makes you stop and think, ya know?  It makes you think...