Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, what's up? Ayy, hold up Ayy, ayy I see them niggas hatin' onn me I must've did somethin' right Plenty men have attempted and threatened to take my life But I fight for my dream I'm grindin' through day and night It may seem that I'm straight, but everything ain't alright I'm deprived of affection and steadily, I question, why? All my life I sought acceptance from all of the wrong types This a fight, this depression got me questioning my life In perspective, you may view me as somethin' I am not They confuse me as superior because the plays I got But the truth of the matter of the fact is I'm not Yo' superior my brother, I'm another human being Livin, breathin', goin' through it, on this earth, just like you is I been through it, I went through it, and I'm still stuck in between Life and death, on a quest, to manifest all my dreams And [?] to create a world of less suffering Farfetched, some might say, but that's [?] Found my peace in these beats, and pourin' out my emotions All the love I received from each and every supporter means the world to me Ay, y'all listen when I speak, that means the world to me Y'all co-create my dream, man You feel me?