Some say the problem with society the youth,
Wonder why? Prolly cuz the majority only go to school so they can get some food.
I was one of those children, fighting hard just to keep livin.
Wanted that Ari Gold Star to be like Jeremy Piven.
Back then the Entourage consisted of mommy, daddy, and siblins.
Now I'd say I'm worth a million no longer normal civilian.
And still I'm unaffected by haters and haters opinions.
Unless you worth a few billions you are not in my dominion.
Rap game was paralyzed from the waist down but I performed a miracle.
Call me Caitlyn cuz in a past life, shoulda been on a box of cereal.
A hero to most, but still a nuisance to some,
When you become number one, those come for your badge and gun.


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Fought hard to get mine, took my ticket in the line.
Now I'm on the cover of the New York Times.
Life was just fine until it became devine.
Used to wanna get signed when no one wanted my rhymes.
Was steady upon the grind, stayed from a life of crime.
And now I'm on the cover of the New York Times.
Discipline and persistence kept failure at quite a distance.
Stay humble throughout your mission even when your money different.



I used to think about immature things, like what other people thought of me, on Christmas what was brought to me, figuratively speaking what was caught for me, 
complained about the food on the table, even though I was the one that was spoiled, rotten tomato, parents treated me like I was royal, and for that I thank them everyday for helping me make a way, for lettin me chase my dreams, without positive role models since I had a milk bottle, a man of this caliber wouldn't be in this scene, thin line between a peasant and a king.
.....Republicans say the hip hops the reason.
That ordinary black people ain't succeedin.
.....my ancestors went through blisters and bleedin.
So I'll be dat gum if Fox continue misleadin.
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