Life is what you make it, so i’m on my green like aphids, Ain’t waiting, for a tree, with leaves of big faces, You can keep the Grants ... I'm all about the Benjamins, If time is money then you gotta watch

Want the globe repeating my flows, seven billion hype men, At shows I make the whole crowd jump... even white men, Viva the lightning... on mics I’m quite striking, So the following thunderous applause

I hope for the best, but plan for the worst, With earth under my fingernails, hands in the dirt, Excavating expectations, I’m digging for my dreams, My hands aren’t clean but it’s not what it seems, I