Aye Momma tryna keep me in the crib But my conscience moving sneaky, Imma dip Tying up the laces on the sneaker, I'm a cheesy little kid English accent easy through the lips Pree me through the lisp, I'm creepin' through abyss I'm turning to man, but I don't understand why you reachin' for the chips Why you reachin' for the chips? Blood, sweat, tears on the bleachers never quit, until the bucks come near Like their season in the six Sister in the room, she throwin' reefer in the ditch But I don't understand, I don't understand I guess I'm turning to a man, scribble over scriptures Jesus turn into a lamb, fire of the church My sins is burning in my hands School means success, my sister learning for a chance How she supposed to earn it if she can't? They told me plant ya seed, and watch it turn into your land Imma turn into a man Imma turn into a man, imma turn into a man