Sunday morning, collard greens. It's just the little things I love to hear my mama sing
I was only three, but knew just who I wanna be. I seen the joy it bring
So what I am now is a product of that very thing
As years go by, I strayed away from innocence and common sense
Kicked it with some people that I knew I had no business with
Ain't legit at all, I'ma fall right down just with them
I used to fake the funk, now I know just what my rhythm is
Almost Hercules , feelin' klumo. I'm the biggest please
Gotta pay your due, if you don't gotta pay your fees
Honey half naked, bottom stung. Gotta save the bees
What I am now is a product of the little things
Niggas would rather buy
Six only fans pages
And not no beats
Come on
What I am now doesn't mean a damn thing
What I am now is I need you