Two words, Delta, state Helped, raise me Train me Cage me Praise me Save me Brought me up in a way where I couldn't be lazy Wordly But could be just as crazy Grew up in a world that wouldn't let me be so mighty Cause they fear if you make it big, they'll feel so tiny Remind me, why do we all feel so empty Just because another broda making his money, so gently Patiently Waiting for the time my people change their ways Mind their business cause it pays Stay your lane, Stay my lane This not your fricking race Why you holding a mace, to my face Why you tryna bring me back down No not today I'm tired of getting the same old treatment When they ain't gonna notice all of your achievements You'll end up just a victim, another case study for the system With some big dreams, Why even fight it, you'll just end up being slim They'll call you names, ask you why you never make it big Tell them they buried your ******* dreams