Mama took me with her when she left to find a better life I was only 10 and I remember when we had the flight She kept on saying this is where the dreams come true, and everything just seemed so new. But growing up wasnt even close to what I was expecting When I realized that we was moving into a shelter. Swallowed by poverty and I quickly adapted by the age of 13 I was a sick little bastard and after 4 years of practice I turned into a criminal cause i got sick of always living the, life to a minimum. On these pitiful corners swarming with typical immigrants limited by the borders of the despicable image of the subliminal meaning of freedom given by cinemas so I had stay on point like the tip of a pinnacle. Ben going at it since 2005 and guess what im still at it after thousands of rhymes walking down the street public housing on my side. it feels like home my confort zone where I belong And nobody could fucking tell me that i am wrong.But they dont know me and tell me that I'm acting black. But how can I be acting if thats where the last, 9 years of my past is at. So go ahead and hate for what I have in me, lookin at me with those eyes like its a tragedy. Its crazy how some white folks dont understand me. But black people always treat me like im family