[Verse 1] Catch me walking or biking, biking down baseline High school in it, then to out, to my day job Rehearsing my songs, headphones to my waistline Got 3 jobs, all alone no playtime I don't need it , got alotta wishes Clocking in, apron on , washing all these dishes For the digits growing, 60 by smidgets Knowing in my city, airborne over midgets There's locks that blocks ,places where I'm tryna visit Their shocked, they stop, Go, Ina few minutes Listen, closely, you'll hear me as I'm picking I feil lonely, no ones near me, no crew , is sticking Around , did I really , just say that out loud? Ohh well why lie, Im honest and im proud Of the fact that , hardwork pays Really where it's at, or where ever it stays [Hook] Southwest , streets that raised me Cause I rep it , Forsure, greatly Been here since a kid, but I'm on my way out An I still reminisce, but I work and layout X2 [Verse2] It was the cracks on the pavement, looks on their faces While They Seeking a different life, but don't wanna make the changes The hatred, got them racing ,Wanna take down those Making a chance on a strict basis Invasion To us, the ones making dreams , then convert to a reality It ain't what it seems, like tranny s**uality Aggression, leading to self destruction, I reckon Not igknowledging depression Goes unplugging the the projector Every body section, u feel the tension I mentioned So packed like the demention of a convention And I just gotta , just gotta , say that MOTHAfu*kINA, what it's like, where I grew up at [Melody] Reminisce, hardwork Reminisce, hardwork Handwork, I reminisce Handwork, I reminisce [Verse 3] Ain't sh** changed, but the placement of the chain I rearrange, I chop it down, necessary to attain Fame, while working with pa**ion, like every day I'm free, I can feil it , so far from the cage This day in age , they wanna shoot u off the stage U can take my life, shoot me , still gone know my name Put me in a grave, I'm rising regardless u f**ing lames Obtain Possession, seeing the reflection Like today I was looking, looking in the mirror Mirror still cracked, all dusty like it had reappeared From the days I volunteered to watch other careers Materialistic at the moment But the mirror doesn't show it It shows me being broken , it shows me feiling hopeless They don't know what to call it , cause they never really noticed