Good morn' or evening friends I really don't regret shit I been through a lot of things, I accept it Scheming on my demons for a minute 'cause I used to resent them But now we on the Ultralight Beam to the heavens nigga Weatheres 25 but it feel like 27 winters Mad 'cause I'm never bitter, I came up from sabotage And now they make the stink face all through my catalogue Got 'em all focused, they callin' me adderall Say I got lucky but I never had a dog I never had a handout, lotta, "We'll pass," and "Maybe next time," Fuck a blog, and I ain't rappin' to get signed The only thing I'm signing is an autograph Callin' every play, I'm the coach and the quarterback Talkin' 'bout life, I don't gotta say I slaughter tracks I just do it and mix it in with the true shit Do it for the women on the WIC line Do it for the kid who been sleepin' on the six line Do it for my great great great great grand Who got raped by a white man and made us tan Yo it's a relay, and I'ma take us all to the chip That baton in the grip Got the stories of my ancestors all in the BIC Showin' love when I'm coughin' and sick I'm showin' up 'til it's coffin and six, you can't stop me My voice heard in project buildings to corporate lobbies City park, chasin' my youngin' is where you'll find me, love