Woah, woah, woah, woah

Don't let the snow globe fall bro

Feel like em kitten soft lil mittens, Dmitri a bigger boy he spittin

Lil mama den seen the... She smitten, n**** if you peep the plot I'm well written

N**** if you peep the vision, do the mission, rich in spirit still living

My Heinrich Hertz still clippin, my decibals increasing, that's BaseGod Transmission

Like my Dre 3k with it, 1 up for big boy, I'm a outkast still with it

Shoutout the legends, we still get it, cause back in the day we was all hooked on the medicine

We had all types of impediments, now we be moving like veterans

No I don't get the comparison, You must think this is a carousel

I'm a different type specimen, I ain't claiming I'm better than

But my worth ain't decided by Madeleine, or Michelle and em

Cause I'm from a hood where n****'s get scrambled like eggs, cause killers keep shelling em

So I learned how to jump off the porch, now they don't play with the boy

And Mamma give praise to the lord, to make sure the scope of my talent is broad

To make sure my vision don't ever get flawed, but lately I been feeling lost

My hommie then passed with no cause, are my actions to blame for it all

What I thought as I stared at the wall, my hommie was never at fault

I know better than question the lord, so I light up this blunt and I soar

Till I come down and crash on the floor, these sorrows is filling my voice

It's been a struggle to right you a song, but I know that you with me till I'm in the soil