A black kid in a public school I stick out like a sore thumb

He’s on a scholarship he must have a poor mum

We’re not measured by the things we say, things we write

We’re measured by how much money we got the things we like

It’s not all about age, it’s about maturity

I’d be 30 if we’re looking at my purity

I’d be 30 when I’m going to the corner store

She dropped the towel right in front of me like I’m the sauna floor

You’re not supreme if you’re wearing Palace

Your Lakers Jersey doesn’t make you magic

I’m from a type of place where Everyman thinks they’re savage

I pen a couple bars now they’re all looking embarrassed

I don’t know what’s bigger my heart or my forehead

I’m seeing people sour like a warhead

The people at the top are just like dummies

Groupies sucking up to them I find it kinda funny

You get ticks if you just do it

You’re talking a lot just prove it

Your bars they should match up your actions

That’s why you never see me claiming that I’m active

But I’m reactive over

A beat like vinegar and baking soda

This written like 4:44 like Hova

My musics got a range like I’m a Rover

But I’m more of a Porsche and you’re a Civic

All I do is spray bars and mind my business

I’m not dun talking until the funds are finished

I got green and I’m not talking bout spinach

If my upbringing means I’m not tough then so be it

I’m tryna be a good influence they don’t see it

I’m just a black boy and I’m tryna be realistic

Join me and don’t become another statistic (kick this)