they tell me the city sings a song and you can t help but sing along and i be looking in their eyes like i m sorry you dead wrong like we came from birth sinning and very meager beginnings where all we had was spam and an interceding grandma and i tried to read the word but didn t understand the grammar till his grace came and gave me a new brain but you cannot tell me that poverty is bigger than sovereignty we lived in the same projects as you lived right next to you dodged the same bullets i ve even spent time in the burbs that s my word and when you born off alondra with drugs and money launderers now a husband and father that s proof that god loves you see we chose not to slang and that gave me much more bravery then them og s would ever give me credit for cause the road was so lonely we had god only and fools would creep by slowly like what up homie but steady wins the race open your ears these fools been hustling for years it sound like they grinding gears stripping up their clutches and ironically its automatic imma literally drive by your drive by s you are not your hood homie it did not make you look we are proof you don t have to conform the road is so lonely but you cannot tell me its impossible to exit this city s mosh pit scarless you ain t gotta sing along she came from birth sinning and very meager beginnings where shared a bed with her sister till 18 first out of high school first out of college childhood a nightmare now she s up outta there a simple girl beautiful complex her complexion is quite similar to incan or mayan and her speaking reminds me of my time is east los a reformed chola loca working on her phd like you think i m plain man i m from hp homie by way of acapulco could crush someone lesser elementary school off of fir and manchester thank god he blessed her you are not your hood homie you ain t gotta conform we are proof i know that road is so lonely but you cannot tell me it s impossible to exit that mosh pit scarless you ain t gotta sing along