Forgive me for the delay

But help's on the way

Now I don't usually like to brag

But since y'all asked

I'ma spit these facts

They say my music's too positive

I guess they'd rather hear me rap about that chopper huh

Running up and dropping kids

OG Bobby Johnson tailored up on a strap

Kesler Jimmy on the gate then blow a hole in his back

Y'all wanna talk about the trap

What'ya know about 8 days hand in hand moving packs

What you know about those bricks boy

So much dope in the earth

Everybody in the room they got dope in their hair

And that's word to Shi Holmes

It's been a year cuz

I can't believe my dawg's gone

Street kings trying to live life like princes

Pray the Lord forgive their sin and now they here in true religions

I know that we'd made some messed up decisions

Trying to multiply then miss the division

I paint it clear I hope that they get the vision

Y'all rapping boy, I'm out on a mission

Forgive me for the delay

But help's on the way

The OGs say the street needs me more now than they ever did

He said it's time because I'm realer than ever been

I've been broken, I've been down

But fake I've never been

Plus I'm alive, more alive than I've ever been

Yeah I used to rob the hood

But now I hit the block with bags of goodies, boy like Robin Hood

Young Kings thankful I ain't dead or in prison

Trying to keep these young kings out the grave or in prison

I'm just trying to make some better decisions

Trying to multiply then miss the division

I spit it clear hope that they get the vision

Y'all rapping boy, I'm out on a mission

Forgive me for the delay

But help's on the way