(Hook){Ft. Harlem "Pooka" Rose}
Take, babysteps baby
Take, baby steps baby
Im out here battling my foes on my tippy toes
Slow and steady wins the race moving at a baby's pace
Gone and take, babysteps baby
Take, babysteps baby
My daughter "Pooka" on the track who could mess with that
It ain't bout how hard you fall man its about how hard you
Bounce back

(Verse 1)
Bounce back like a 6/4
Finger flipping peep the wrist roll
Its fuck money, while I get more
Cause I remember we was piss poor
Man I remember me and momma use to take the rita Down to Virgil brown
Things were never looking up, but n***a now its goin down
MantraShop going scottie
Torches all on everybody
Facemask with the flames on the head
They gone think its illuminati
They gone make you think you crazy
They gone tell you that you nuts
But you gone make it on baby
Haters got the game all the way fucked
Up in the clouds with my thoughts
Man Im bout to win and its true
Already told it to me, so I dont need to prove it to you
God sheds grace on all babies and fools
Why I gotta keep grinding cause im neither of the two ooh
(Hook){Ft. Harlem "Pooka" Rose}

(Verse 2)
And ima tell Harlem dont have no babies till you know you ready
Get you somebody who shit together dont marry yo daddy
Dont be like momma dont settle for him if he indecisive
Dont date a rapper dont date an artists end that vicious cycle
I feel like michael I blanket Harlem from this living hell
Drama I caused cause I was scarred and ain't know how to heal
Self medication's sensation isnt quite as satisfying
As degregation of self, praying this hatred would melt
I should just end it my..what the hell am I saying
Spent a decade playing
A whoa is me kinda role, on a syndicated show
But Now the Tv Show canceled
Im coming for these n***as heads
Im finna bounce back thats a known fact
Listen to my baby say it