A God-fearing man is gon' pray

No matter the severity of strife

I seen my momma smile every day

Didn't know that she was fighting for her life

Amidst the circumstances there is joy

In playing with these beats like it's a toy

It used to be with Legos as a boy

A shy kid but he ain't from Illinois

He just fill the void with a skill of choice

Pick your poison in this world, is it hustle or lay around

I know you got some people who love you so make 'em proud

Plus some haters that be plotting, don't want you to make it out

I don't think I heard you real good

Can you do it again

It's really haters that be plotting, don't want you to make it out

They just want you to fail

Even when you gotta prevail

But trust if you keeping your head down

You'll never lose sight of the trail

I try to be humble, the less loud

The more I can quietly grind

I could be all in your face but the lack of attention is buying me time

To put in the work, my foot in the dirt

I'm pushing like salt-n-pepa every season

Even in the weather that airplanes wouldn't fly

I am that **** I don't give a fuck 'bout what come out a nay sayer, wonder why

I've been through too much too busy smiling, enjoying the rare days we alive