I'm built for something

Bigger than this

Started to think that maybe I just made a mistake

All of this time that I put in the effort for me to be great

**** be plottin' they look at the options I got on my plate

Ironic they look at my plate and they seeing their face

This ain't the year for my peers to be playin it safe

I lock myself in the studio then I go catch me a case

I ain't released in a minute they thought I was takin' a break

This is a single but I'm makin' double just look at the tape

I been waitin' like I'm waitin tables

Rappers rappin' raps and they be statin fables

Claim we family dawg I got a way the options

Get the rock and really have the cane and able

Tell the critics they gon' have to bring the labels

You know John be bombin' I go kamikaze

Who the flight attendant said your plane with Stable ****

Man I feel like this is just a lot

There are those of us who like to venture to the unexplored

To see the beauty in the strange and unknown

Those of us who go out there

With a sense of wonder

Rekindling how I felt in 09

J-Love was so blind

to bills and how it feels to soak and cosign yourself

what's on your mind? well

My grind they kick flip I sit while Nick Brooks and Warner would tighten trucks and grind but

What's on my mind was why my momma was drinkin' so much

And how am I gonna wash my clothes for school time

I said fuck it

Nick would give me pants and shirts to look fly but I would just buying time

I'd go and eat school at lunch and spill mustard on all of his favorite pants

And Carmen would go wild she

Ain't understand my struggle But I tried

To hide my shame and Nick said dawg man it's fine

He ain't understand how much it meant to me

But that shit carved a history and sleepin on his couch just to hide

From the chaos

Momma goin' through the trials

and tribulations but I hate to thinking that she was way off

It got worse when Jasmine came and she got laid off

And winter came an we was freezing Bernie couldn't Madoff

Man I was stressed

The trailer turned into a trap house

Was the greatest summer ever but I couldn't map out

Where I was goin' in my life so I pulled a strap out

Robbed a **** trigger happy almost blew his cap out

At that very moment I think I made a decision

Heart racin' and my trailer was thinking division

Yeah I wasn't good at math if I subtract the friends that's bad

Would I still be a gangsta and go into prison

Did I wanna be a gunner with snakes that'll slither

A young thug YSL you stay where you livin

Or white people stereotypin' and say I'm a ****

Or did I wanna be a star

Man this shit was so bizarre goddamn