Oversized baggy jeans nigga im drippin
Magriza olla kaore haeng lekane, she trippin
Uncle hold his woman down, but told me keep pimpin
Momma always say i gotta pray, get on my knees widdit
With god by my side ima always keep winning
Savour the sundays when grandma cook and we eat chicken
Reminiscing over past times with my 3 sisters
We was kids high on life, before i got the weed twisted
Really my momma like stevie wonder, never seen the vision
Thougt all i rap about is drugs guns and these bitches
And ill prolly die a broke artist with no means of living
Now, im in college, cause i told her a diploma seemed fittin
When i was off the mic, i was like a fiend itching
Now, soon as you pass, eka hara net, clean finish
Play a beat, writtens show that i mean business
Yo, my peak isnt, visible, dont see limits
Ba hlantse kadi raps, cause i sit and find words
Then script a nice verse, flows, quenching thy thirst
This shit divine work, this rap, my gift and my curse
Homie honest
Been sick from my birth
Nkosi johnson


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