Born in the Bronx, raised in the Bronx
Those around me never left their own surroundings
I gotta up and leave the block and cover ground
Til I come back and build it back after countless others prepared to tear it down
Rewarding the poor with a 7 floor shopping mall in my town
I'm warning you now of the dangers coming
The warden'll have you rummaging couches for change thats coming in
I pray somebody tells you who you believe
I tried to hit you with a call on your jack
But you just thought I had a trick up my sleeve
Though I didn't you were distant enough to make me indifferent
I just wanted you to revisit your heart
I hope you consider reconsidering your decision
Ya'll are more than just women, you're children of god
My nigga I spawned from God's image
Crawled out of the concrete and jogged to the finish
I, hardened my gentle side the same time I jumped the genocide like a gymnast
Ladies and gents, sudden change of events
Grab the oxygen mask as teargas crept through the vents
If you black and have knowledge they label you a psychotic or say you're dealing narcotics
I pray somebody tells you who you believe
I tried to hit you with a call on your jack
But you just thought I had a trick up my sleeve
Though I didn't you were distant enough to give me time to envision what an inner city youth'll do to get on
I hope you consider reconsidering your decision
Ya'll are more than just nigga, you're children of god