Look, I want only just to make rhymes And sedate minds I work on music in the day time And when I'm home, sometimes I break night That's ok, right? I'm not afraid I have a great life But I want only just to make rhymes And sedate minds And make my way Through the state lines I know one day I will be paid fine And I'll change lives In many ways, just from great rhymes mama pray for your boy papa pray for your boy boy to get it done