The girls They never really liked me And the bullies always tried to fight me I remember I had a bunch of tears in my eyes Momma please dont nah leave their gonna make me cry I can't run away Gotta set examples for my little brother When it gets tough you can't always run to cover I never asked for much Just not to be touched Not even picked on I really hated all the big kids Then I looked around I guess I hated all the black kids Nobody ever helped me out dude I never asked for this Writing to this track it started touching my nerves But hey thats the realness yall deserve All I wanted to have friends not to be popular Because thats when all he drama starts to pop at ya Food Chain Im under the undiscovered and covered bottom line They say “You'll never make it dude and thats the bottom line” They trynna wipe my forehead take away my shine But Im bouta blow like im smoking on that fine Never used narcotics gotta keep a clear mind Write any chance I get so thats all the time I said that I was trash and they still tried to play No friends so I talked to myself on the daily People always insult my music you can't please everyone So I sat down one day and said bump them son I gotta do what feels right for me Take the crown whats mine rightfully