I remember Mama use to creep middle of the week working three jobs rain snow or sleet papi left the streets selling bad stuff like hova one day never came back momma said see son i told you. don't trust no n**** that's what she say that hang in the streets to buy sneakers everyday. mom on her own taking care of home papi never come back left us all alone just to sell crack. but he left drugs stacks and racks with a crome in the house so I followed his steps like i was a drone. the rolling Stone was gone so i took on the throne. the first week it was sweet i went and bought me a phone. that wasn't shit next week i bought ne a wip the week after im on the block selling rocks with the crips. my momma didn't know i was paying the slips and the rent and the gas since papi jumped shipped.im a man Mama I swear im a man and no one has to take care of me oh mama I think I'm a man that's the way it's supposed to be mamma i know its bad then I'm hanging in these streets but Mama I'm like my dad and is the way that is gas to be I think I'm a man now im 17 everyone know I sell dope the old folks think I'm gon think it's really no hope they say he just like his daddy he ain't trying to be broke f*** trying to go to school for he want to learn to sell coke. Fuck Friends cuz these n***** be trying to pretend Niggas dont ride in the front with me they sitting back at the beinz. which is the trunk I don't play no games with these punks i need workers to work you need a job is that what you want? the money stack it up a lot of n***** in the hood acting up I got some money so they said I ain't acting black enough but that's some silly s*** n***** be on that New York Philly s*** till one day a new dealer came say he on that Billy s***. thats Billy batson that Niger was trying to get some action trying to do some dividends for my product making fractions. he left a message talk about that he want to link so talking bout get down or lay down im like n**** I don't think so. montage....boss calling I'm doing business as usual cause product always come first it was on a Sunday I remember my mama that day went to church I'm counting hundreds fifties twenties and tens I get a call we got your moma a you want to see her again? we need to link up and bring enough money for a brinks truck and don't play no games with a try to come and try to think tough. I say im coming without the lamma don't want no drama but I swear to God you n***** better not even touch my mama. I get to the warehouse the place look abandoned I see a machine gun and every Niger that's standing. I'll walk in with two duffle bags ready to dealbut if I don't see my mama first met somebody getting killed. I wasn't ready they had a plan rock my brain steady. shots ring out now I'm laying that bloody. at the corner of my eye I see the boss step out the caddy and I couldn't believe my eyes the boss is my daddy.