I remember being in the basement
Kissing up right next to you adjacent
We would listen to Jay-z and Slick Rick
Little did I know about the type of shit that they would spit
I grew up, leveled up, such and such
I ditched my crutch and now I'm skipping double dutch
Wipe the dirt off your shoulder, but what's the rush
In this society where I have all that I can tough
Never been rough, that's never been me
Not in the gutter but I grew from the streets
I was low but never doubted in me
Took a little time becoming what I wanted to be
Now I take quick flights across the sea
Shit I used to see, only in a dream
All this money around me lathered like cream
Remember who you are, me, I'm tryna be a king
No small dream, but I'm tryna be great
And that last line was not up for debate
You don't know me, don't know who I am
Don't know about the candle that I made from a can
Don't know about the struggle that I felt in my hand
The revolution's not televised, and neither are my fans
They still stan cause it's part of the culture
When we see lions, we don't act like vultures
We like ight, do you boo boo
And sit back as you walk to make your dreams come true
You need some help, no monetary wealth
Jungle tells stories from the bottom of the shelf
Not so appetizing, it's better for your health
I'm black Dr. Phil nigga, better yourself
Listen to new stories and challenge yourself
Challenge what you know so you become the wealth, uh