So you tried to believe in the castle made of sand
When it falls to the sea and your feet can’t find dry land
Reach for my hand
I sacrifice my life to give you my life through speakers
Try to do good even though I’ve been crossed like Jesus
God knows I got a good heart but my blood is filled with demons
I’m fighting myself, believe me
I’m far from ignorant, far from greedy
If you knew what I come from, knew what I’ve been through
You think there should have been another outcome
Just like most kids, a father, I did it without one
Come from the city, woulda X-ed you like Malcolm
Then you wonder how come
I can move in the room full of wolves so swift so smooth
Thank you mom for making me a man
Let a mother f*cker knock down my castle in the sand
So you tried to believe in the castle made of sand
When it falls to the sea and your feet can’t find dry land
Reach for my hand
Reach for my hand
I lived my whole life with the world on my shoulders
So I can care less what this music damn throws us
I see they are looking for the kitties but they won’t find them
I come from struggle, all my fight must should be reminded
My mother’s past as a tramp as a blinded
But I took a past, I took a pain, I made it strength, I fought the game
Do or die
Pitbull’s a name
Now all I see is the future
Momma I love you, I salute ya
And no matter what happens just know you’re the reason that I’m rapping
So you tried to believe in the castle made of the sand
When it falls to the sea and your feet can’t find dry land
Reach for my hand
Reach for my hand
Look
I’m from the home of the spitters, the winners, the big apple
Came down to south beach to build a new castle
Every day I’m hustling and every day you hassle
Doing what you can and I’m doing what I have to
Throw me in the jungle and I’ll show you I’m a winner
I’m coming out with dinner and wearing a chinchilla
I did it for my town to show ’em the big picture
Pit Hit the switch, I promise to never switch up
This is for my brother took three and went to jail
I’m sending all the pictures of my shows through the mail
He hit me with a letter, said: “I know you’ll never fail”
So put me on a beach with a bucket and a pale
So you tried to believe in the castle made of the sand
When it falls to the sea and your feet can’t find dry land
Reach for my hand
Reach for my hand
