Yeah, I've tried so hard. Put in hours of dedication. Yet my own mom, she won't even believe in me. So I'm moving on. Yeah, yeah. Look, look, Yo Ma, ha Yo mom, look at me now, Moving on, I got a gown. Basic coming, the Army too, Doing shit you thought I never would do. Every single day I'm moving up, What you say? I don't give a fuck. Yes you beat me, you sorry ass bitch, But you never beat my state of mind. And I hope you hear this, yes I do, Hope the family hears too. Hope everyone knows I'm doing well, And that your facade is see through. It's undercooked, seafood, Yeah you hear this? It's a whole mood. My only goal, in my life, is to be better than you. Thought you were bad, I bet you did, Beating up on a whole kid. Made him feel all alone, And the funny thing, is that you is. I ain't gonna play, I ain't running games. Out here with different claims, I can still see those shirts, that had, my very own blood stains.