Intro, Pt. 1

I'm not rapping I'm speaking to the mic Watched my momma get abused I wish that I could make it right Took no advice They couldn't see the vision through my eyes Felt like my hole was getting deeper every time a nigga tried You think that we the same you and I I done be across some mountains that you wouldn't dare to climb I done been inside some jams where I done almost lost my mind Had to learn to be a man trying since 2009 The struggles brazy baby believe me it's hard to breathe Watched niggas eat and share they plate that's where I wanna be Beauty in the struggle baby Wanna take peek It really made me who I am I got love for the east Love for Ms Maria She like my nana tho She done helped me in some ways she ain't even know Momma love me I can tell that she expected mo I should be in the league with Giannis on that pick and roll