this is for all the teachers that used to kick me out of class when i was falling asleep they knew i was out all night trapping trying to feed my daughter it was all a dream i used to read the source magazine watching biggie and p diddy on the tv screen thinking that could be me but all i gotta do is make it out of the streets i ve got a pack on me right now po po hit the block to pat down now i m headed into lock down i m just tryin make my momma proud we in the ghetto tryin to make it out but don t too many of us make it out we re still shooting aim for the clouds hoping that we hear the stars falling down the sky s the limit what other reason for me living before we have cars we still driven that s why i do it for the blocks and the ghettos and every hood to let em know dream big with faith it s all good baby baby baby you know it s all good baby you know it s all good it s bigger than i ever dreamed of baby you know it s all good baby you know it s all good yeah yeah i never thought this could happen this rapping stuff i was too used to moving packs and stuff and birthdays were the worst days that s what sent me running to the trap the first place i remember hearing dear mama i shed a tear for my dear mama i saw the pain she went through because my daddy weren t there dry your eyes it s all good mama running home for that first plate whatever month on the first day and it wasn t just to get a meal but i knew if i miss this this will probably be my last plate i m just trying to make my city proud this is for everybody tryin to make it out  i made the change from a common thief to getting myself together getting up out of the streets but i still spread love to my peeps in the hood all day i can t help it this is the westside way i made the change from a common thief to getting myself together getting up out of the streets but i still spread love to my peeps in the hood all day i can t help it this is the way i was raised and it s all good baby baby