ayye,aye,aye are'd here we go over here stacking my stacks and breaking my racks and I bought me a black Cadillac raking my banks stacking my cakes I was a toy the bank broke me said I was a part of the mill I said no I pay the bills my mama said grow up and see how it feels it feels hard I could tell she said no you cant grow up again I said I'm trying I'm trying but it's hard for me too and it's sad seeing you sad once in a while I feel the same too but it not my turn to take out my pain show respect around us my family