[Verse 1]
I want you to see the moment
You walk in the theater with the lights low
If you fear the dark
The picture's sorta bright and I appear when the trailer starts
This is not the full movie yet but I'm sharing parts
Percussion pumps my blood so every drum beat you hear my heart
Slow motion as the camera pans
A young teen doing hand to hands
Fade out to a ball court, other team was man to man
I'm in a zone with a master plan
Keep watching
Cut to older brother
Now exposed to hunger
Masta Ace says "Shorties sick, let's hope he don't recover."
Either basketball or rapping is what he told his mother
She said, "I hope y'all make it big. Y'all can support each other."
Screen wipe
Hit the college scene, lotta dreams
Lotta mean bodies, those women tried to get on my team
They came over in costumes, no Halloween
So I ain't trick or treating, I beat 'em just to lift my esteem
Montage of the 20's
Not having money but going hard with the rapping
My fam, looked at me funny
The dark clouds are starting to move, it's getting sunny
My words are looking better the music is sounding ugly
Zoom out
We all bopping in an office
There's a mixtape The Source came across it
Insert: Unsigned Hype
You see the sun shine bright
Then you envision this one grind life?
Shutter speed switch
The graduation cap goes up and comes down
I'm on the stage with crazy people showing love
Roc-A-Fella intern, used to stand outside the club
With fliers of Jay-Z now radio plays me
Cross fade, record deal signing
I'm up in the stu'
I'm in the hood, I'm at the parties, drinking liquor rocking jewels
I'm watching haters, "Yo you made it!"
"Word, my burner made it too."
I'm doing shows I'm getting doe so look at me and look at you
Cut

So many tribulations and trials
Met girl, lost girl, pops and grandmother died
Flash obituary pictures, let that feeling subside
Now pick 'em right back up...I'm alive
Zoom in
There's so many stories y'all experience
Some are hilarious, others serious
And so many rap guys, you delirious
When you make decision to hear them spit
But see with me...
It's a visual journey that's so relate able
That "Who's better?" is hardly debatable
This ain't even rate able
And that ain't a word but you see a few credit roll
I think you deserve us
Directed by Focus... it's not gospel but it gives you that church rush
When the choir goes in and your nerves touch
Pan right
So you can see what's in store
Each time my hand writes you get a clear view if you have sight
Stimuli