[Intro: Dave Schuler]
No, there's nothing that I wouldn't do
Like the air that I breathe, you're all that I need…
[Verse One: Emilio Rojas]
Yeah, my mother was white, my father a spic
My grandparents on my mama side, both of ‘em is racist as sh**
And my father fathered homie on the day that we met
It was 18, ten years since my father had dipped
I ask him how he didn't send my mama cash to help out
When I was telling all my neighbors I'm the man of the house
And I was running ‘round the hood and handing a** whippings out
‘Cause I was young, I had to handle myself
I used to stand by myself, all alone
In the city where so many grew up at but not a lot of people are grown
If they ain't be leaving that home and I be leaving my home
And I raped the game like I don't know the meaning of no
I remember when my teachers were treating me like a pile of sh**
Said I won't amount to sh**, then I got a scholarship
They ran their mouths and said I got the sh** ‘cause I'mma spic
I thank God that I gotten out of it, yeah
[Hook: Dave Schuler]
No, there's nothing that I wouldn't do
Like the air that I breathe, oh you're all that I need
No, there's nothing that I wouldn't do
I take my own life to give the world to you
[Verse Two: Emilio Rojas]
Now I ain't wanna go to school, I applied when the application was due
I went a few semesters and decided I was through
I moved out of my city to a room without a view
It didn't even have a window in it for looking through, right?
Illegal tenants in that one bedroom, we couldn't even fit a bed in
The floor was where we slept in, two is in the living room
And two is in the bedroom but I ain't ask for help
I had to prove my independence, my sister stealing food for me then
I was getting desperate, she call and checking up
And acting like it's just a check-in
But how the hell the Devil seem to know the way to Heaven?
They just give me ultimatums, homie, no one make suggestions
Ain't no answer to my prayers, I ain't praying with a question
Critics went from praising me to hating what I'm penning
I ain't changing my direction, they just changing their perception
‘Cause everybody saying I'mma get it
[Hook]
[Verse Three: Emilio Rojas]
In my city in the Summer, there's a murder a day
That's why I tell my mother I'mma move her away
sh**, I got enough cash, she call the movers today
We put her inside a beautiful place, I want my sisters around
Want my people and my nieces around so I can live the high life
And keep my feet on the ground, my memories are made
By what I'm dreaming about ‘cause I'm so close to reaching it now
[Hook]