Little boy they told me be what you imagine Ever since then i been dreamin bout rappin Real workd catch up i had to make some cabbage But when the beat drop i still go savage I hussle all day sell sell sell Gotta make a doller keep my kids up outta hell The winters gettin cold and the heating bills due If i let the house heat up my rymes will too Gotta let the doubt fall and land were it may Everyboday gotta die hope it aint today