Peace to my kin folk, hoping that they hear this Coping with that real sh** while trying be to the realest Hoping that you feel this, wonder what I deal with to Wonder what it is like to sign a deal worth a million? This is for the children, those without tuition, Wishing Parents gave support for they're decisions, Given Everything they got, to be gifted Mission Impossible and we ain't about to give in Dig into yourself and you will find what is missing Gotta make a k**ing, if you want make a living Parts of you parts of me apart of the tradition So pardon my convictions, my human conditions A lot of good men will die trying to be a villain Many good women do the same to be appealing Word to the wise, don't rely on opinions Cause even if they like you it might only be the image The well spoken never speak unless we listen By my own admission, I've been on a mission Though I am a rapper, this ain't just my position I must justify living with my juxtapositions It's like we never knew our limits Long time coming, days and hours to minutes So if this song ain't bumping when this second is finished Then f** it, it's only business, Queen's take the bishop