When my story’s told, how will they tell it?
Will they say I was a giver or remember I was selfish
Will they say I was a sinner or pretend I was a saint
Will I go down as a winner, what’s the picture they gon paint
Wouldn’t say that I’m a quitter that’s one thing I know I ain’t
Will they tarnish, will they taint?
Glorify me, overthink, say they know me, say I’m great
Say I’m phoney, I was fake
Say the things about me that they never told me to my face
I was loved, I was hated
Just a nigga with a dream
I’m a liar, I was honest, I was all of these things
When I’m gone let em talk
They discussing who I am
When they bury me just know I wasn’t nothing but a man
Wasn’t nothin’ but a man