Don't try to rain on my parade if ur plane aint land yet
Don't try to smother my dream when urs aint nothing but fantasies
Don't try to bash my name if u don't know half of where I come from
I don't come from the bottom I come from the top
My heart is a melting pot
It suffers conjures and is hot
My pops took care of us financially
The financial fucked up my moms mental stability
It was said that he had an illegitimate
She dealt w/it to keep her lifestyle
Watching from the sideline w/aww inside
Nothing ever came down my eyes
I learned to swallow pride
I learned to be humble
I learned to learn from my so called examples yes I may look altogethr but my situation is dismantled.
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