Everybody told me to be patient But who was sleepin from couch to couch and basement to basement But jay man Satan tryin to block my shine like ray bans Haters never wanna see you bubble They rather to see you struggle That's life my nigga A lot of fakers in the place Were invited to taste And told me right to my face yea that's tight my nigga You reppin that dirty south dog? iight my nigga But they wouldn't lift a finger To light the incent/incense or let the smoke linger I ain't a hot boy but the flows jalapeno I'm never yappin bout how the calico ll lean ya Magnolia crack soldier creepin on the come up My grandmother won't leave the fuckin projects I gotta raise the slum up These nerds at record labels played me dumb and dumber So I showed the industry my asscrack like a plumber Now asscap bangin on my door like a drummer The falls bout to put a period on the summer But back to the point They wanna see me fucked up, kicks scuffed up Layin back with a joint They said good things come to those who wait Well I don't know about that And if you can't feel this rhyme then sorry jack You don't know about rap And if you don't know struggle you don't know about black And I don't give a fuck what bill cosby said Cause the problem don't exist when bill cosbys dead And I don't think the revelation from the supreme beings Residin or hidin out in bill cosbys head This just the thoughts of a soldier And if you don't like play dead and roll over the game is so over The reign is so over
