[Verse 1: Cam Meekins]
Straight out the dungeon where I'm functioning
Lame customers crunching in they cubicles
Beautiful women wanna have lunch with him
You know my Steelo
Can clothe shopping sooth my ego
I'm on a mission for cream but who believing my people
Out the station wagon where I sold rich kids grams
Dreaming tour busses and vans titties bitches with dammmn
Hands wavin but I'm maintaining and making my plans
To put this city on the map and make a million fans
I can't be so intoxicated painting these pictures
I'm sittin drunk from this liquor steady writing these scriptures
Classically conditioning bitches treat em like skinner
When I'm finished they associate my dick with my riches
You don't even get it cuz I spit it so vicious
From the little kid wit a vision tryna ball like the pistons
Shittin on u bitches sittin here wit tunnel vision
At the television wondering like are you fuckin kidding
U a tella tubby rapper I tell it to you after
Your wack lack of a show that I just opened on and smashed uhh
Drivin drunk crashed hopped out and I straight dashed
Oh u fuckin hate cam to bad cuz I ain't mad

[Verse 2: Jeff Replay]
Hey ma, you my 1 of 1
Forever be your child, your only son
The who pissed you off and made you smile through the months and bumps
On this interstate that we call life
Member we dead broke & about to lose our lights
Couldn't say it's be Iight but we gon making it alright
Just grinding towards better days
Gave you hella grays, you deserved hella A's
But my mind wasn't on better grades
Knew I would rock the stage even if I don't walk the stage & I admit
You da reason I talk this way
So confident but the one giving compliments
Also admit that living wit all of this bottled in
Had tears running down my face hadda rip off a page
But ma this ain't even a sad song
Dry up ya eyes & get ya laugh on