To young to decide whether I’m Kendrick or Hendricks
Either sell drugs and be litty or be humble and live shitty
An unlawful paradox we call tricky.
I made it out head held high with dignity
Unscathed and unchained by the system
Growing up poor living conditions filthy,
Never rode the wave guess you can say ghetto mentality missed em.
Applause is all I want never pity.
Humble but my words I don’t mumble
Born and raised in a place known to be grity
I can’t stumble I’m the greatest rumble young man rumble.