Growing up as an African 
I never felt black enough 
I'll back it up but first let me say that feeling was 
wack as fuck 
a foreigner in foreign land 
though I'm first-generation 
my identity was more Ghanaian than Southern plantation 
product of colonization a divided mind f
Further confused by other black kids 
asking if my family swung from vines 
there gold the African kid 
he walk funny and he talk funny 
why he live out here I thought they got money 
found peace of mind inside my mothers arms 

crack epidemic the 1980s broke a brothers' bond 
early morning baseheads was the friendliest 
what up young blood 
my sentiment at first was fear 
but then I gave back love 
Niggas was nine years old and packing heat 
I was the subject of attention for bullies and starter jacket thieves 
I planned to be the one who would survive it all 
the rise and fall 
not African enough for my cousins 
fuck it in spite it all 
the sides they don't acccept me will respect me 
my silent prayer 
decided willingly to walk into the dragons lair 
couldn't be soft on that Bel Pre street 
even though my heart was still truly the texture of fleece 
I aspired to be colder 
as I got a little older 
then I got a little bolder 
started rapping now it's over now 
My Niggas selling soda 
open cans of Coca-Cola 
selling eighths of dirt for 40 
to your Shorty from a rover 
I went from catching the Y4 to wheaton plaza 
to booking chicks out of the cinnabon 
to ceasers palace fast forward 
and my life is suddenlyin need of balance 
its never easy cause a nigga like me needs a challenge 
I'm just a buddhist dude who broke the rubix cube 
of what we usedto do 
its Born I allow me to reintroduce 
I'm jus a kid who tried to understand america 
and found you had to be a gangster to make them aware of ya 
and so I chose to be a gangster of love 
you love yourelf and love each other then you gangter enough 
peace to silver spring temples silver spring malls, silver spring draws, 
silver spring eight balls and silver spring gods 
I paid a price so personal that no one else paid
and ever since the seond grade i was self made
Im sick of niggas asking me if I believe in God, 
you think I popped up yesterday just like a fetus nah
It took courage 
to find that soul food 
when I was malnourished and 
may every child flourish 
same time May the vial perish 
got bonded by the chains of my past 
such a foul marriage 

tell me should I divorce 
or stay true since it influenced 
my unsurmountable power force 
I think I found the source or found reward 
courtesy of that bright shining orb that's formed 
from my spinal cord 
as I record rep for those blessing me 
from those times before I was born 
had a legacy and allegedly I was warned 
of quiet storms and still accepted the challenge 
arrival based on survival now reflected 
through balance 
That tested the malice 
strictly spawned from love 
or palming bud laced the dust from the stars above huh 
where you from 
you should ask yourself 
and search beyond them scars 
thats found from massa’s welts 
a massive help for healin 
with detachment felt 
and hopefully you’ll no longer 
have to clash with self 
at last the shelf see 
that’s what we’re not meant for 
I've had Niggas thats older than me 
that I’ve mentored 
and fuck hate 
cause too many of us born with the shit 
no longer should we be torn 
cause we born infinite
Im sick of niggas asking me if I believe in God, 
you think I popped up yesterday just like a fetus nah