[Verse 1]
A billion dollars couldn’t buy me
Just like all my teachers opinions couldn’t define me
Yeah I paid attention, I know all about the Gandhi’s
But lately I relate to the Selasi’s, n***a more like Gaddafi
Africa with the posse, catching up with Anansi
Chattin with all my aunties, battlin with the past
Made a living off of what they left me in the trash
They watched me as I built a fuckin mansion with the scraps
I don’t give a fuck no
I’m from where it’s gritty and these n***as hella cutthroat
Where they free as fuck but they still living like they stuck though
Out the fuckin jungle came a river with a tough flow
Even when it run slow, feel it in my spirit when I hum notes
Voice of every n***a in a puff coat
Paradox, dumb woke, quote, bout to get this shit, unquote
Doin it for every story untold n***a