[Intro]
(blustery, blustery)

[Chorus: CRONAX]
I was raised as a golden boy, n***a
They saw me achieving ahead of them [?]
My people, they knew what they showed me [?]
They told me I'm better than our predecessors
My sister was loud and would talk over mama
N***a like me wouldn't dare 'cause of drama
I would just shut up and solve all the problems
N***a like wasn't havin' no problems
A system in place, but we back in a ditch
Raising a son is a hell of a bitch
Raising me up was no hell of a risk
'Cause I would keep solid and know when to quit
Mama shе told me I'm always mature
Tellin' mе college would help reassure
Feelings of lettin' me go [?]
Never liked college, guess that struck a nerve

[Verse 1: Your Stepdad]
Never liked college except for the bitches
Make it in rap or accepting a sentence
Go to sleep for the dinner, I slept in the kitchen
And I ain't go to college, my mama was bitchin'
And my n***as back home be beggin' for mentions
Did a lot of shit, I never could mention
Seen a lot of ho's, I never was hittin'
Can't find my bitch, I was terrible at fishin'
[?]
Now that I'm ballin', they distant
Man, shorty keep callin', persistent
She ignorin' my calls, now I'm ballin', she hit me
Golden boy, fill up the tub, like Whitney
Too rich, off lean, fuckin' up my kidneys
I was raised in the back with the crack in the ciggys
N***as never been rich, tryna make it to sixty
[Chorus: CRONAX]
I was raised as a golden boy, n***a
They saw me achieving ahead of them [?]
My people, they knew what they showed me [?]
They told me I'm better than our predecessors
My sister was loud and would talk over mama
N***a like me wouldn't dare 'cause of drama
I would just shut up and solve all the problems
N***a like wasn't havin' no problems
A system in place, but we back in a ditch
Raising a son is a hell of a bitch
Raising me up was no hell of a risk
'Cause I would keep solid and know when to quit
Mama she told me I'm always mature
Tellin' me college would help reassure
Feelings of lettin' me go [?]
Never liked college, guess that struck a nerve

[Verse 2: CRONAX]
She's seenin' the cracks in the stacks
I'm losin' the values, I'm breakin' the ice
I'm seein' the lies and the ties of the people who tell me I ain't livin' right
But still love my mama, so don't get that twisted
I hope she don't see me and fight
'Cause what's in me so mad, I'm just feelin' so sad
And this shit had to come to the light
[Outro: CRONAX]
I love you, mama
My mom don't like when I say mama, she say it's too ghetto
But, maybe it was intentional