We can make it right for us
We can make it right for us

This for everybody that been through the struggle
Black, white, red or blue
We all the same, yeah

Throw your hands up
Put your hands up
Raise your hands up
Throw your hands up
Put your hands up
Raise your hands up
Yeah, okay

Growin' up in the projects, I had to stick to the script
Every other day another person was hit
We rode busses to school, I followed the rules
First grade, second grade, packed up and we moved
Still had to struggle, my pops gave up his hustle
Got into music, then game started to bubble
My main focus is to study, stay out of trouble
Bad Bubba, look at me now, thanks Dad, I l love you
Whoever thought that a 12 year old could touch souls
Even hip-hop braids in a row, that's so cold
I tell my friends, family and all my fans
May God bless everyone on this land
It's a hard life, but love is love, play your cards right
Reach for the stars, life is trouble, put up a fight
Before you know it, your inner sides start flowin'
We all have a talent, some just don't know