Some things is best kept simple, like a good loop
In middle school I wasn't rapping, I was tryna hoop
Trading candy for a napkin and apple juice
Mom got hella pissed if I ain't eat my fruit

Shit
Now I'm flipping vitamins, tryna get the loot
Hella idle in my adolescent youth
Nervous, couldn't even pull my tooth
Tall as shit out on the court, they said, "Let that boy shoot!"

Damn near bit my knuckles off when I was anxious
Enrolled in therapeutic service, I ain't ever say shit
I was taught to keep my canvas blank or wear a blanket
Mind was on some Motel Six, it was hella vacant

Punishment was nourishment
Always lacked encouragement
Family was flourishing
If I ever seen one

Pray for my sistanem
Grandma had immersive wit
She said, "Find ya courage kid"
And go ahead and dream on