They want a penny for my thoughts/
When I'm busy pouring Henny for my folks/
They say they bout the smoke/
When they couldn’t take a toke/
Created my own lane this shit be bespoke/
Every 16 probably be realest shit I wrote/
And this next line probably be the realest shit I spoke/
I won’t let another n***a make the hood a fucking joke/
Cause I was born on the blocks/
Raised on the blocks/
Left and came back/
Fam buried from the blocks/
This is legacy/
Illtown Music supremacy/
Anything else is a fallacy, a fantasy/
Try knock my confidence/
Not knowing I’m a master at Jenga/
Not knowing that I mastered the system whilst my peers still playing with Sega/
So Solid, I’m a man that’s Mega/
Call me Finn how I turned on the system/
And the force was awakened like John Boyega/
Grew up off that Queens Bridge/
That Nas, the Infamous, the Cormega/
Laidback youth that grew into a go-getter/
Ran them streets before I chose to do better/
Through my life I took chances, call me the gambler /
Walked a path less travelled, call me the rambler/
Almost lost my mind in the bottom of the tumbler/
Years in a pit full of vipers, and came out a wrangler/
Its in my genes/
I was born to supreme/
Picked the red pill now I’m living out a dream/
Sometimes what you see ain’t what it seem/
Same one to help/
Be the same one to scheme/
Cause Jesus had Judas/
Caesar had Brutus/
Nipsey had Shitty/
Do you fathom what I mean?
Never wish a loss on a brother/
Even if he left me face down in the gutter/
One Roman really did kill the other/
A lesson now allergic to backstabbers that operate in labrynths like lab rats/
Treat ‘em like they toxic they contaminate like hazmat/
Graduated to a guru with some jazzmatazz/
Cause I’m talking what I’m living not razzmatazz/
Detroit Red transformed to Malik Shabazz/
That kinda change don’t see no pazazz/
All in on life watch me 4-5-6 that azz/