I was told by my papa All I gotta do is focus Anything I want do I always make it my chorus Am so poor while niggas getting rich Well am so jealous So whatsup I gotta go to Jesus I told my momma you know the street ain’t funny You know am a hustle All you gotta do is calm down chill I have to sort it out Everything I have to do I have to make it faster Proper Better Brighter Greater Cause I am a rapper I tried so hard but it doesn’t even matter