First time I flirted with Death, I felt my Soul connecting to my baby flesh
That's when I took my first breath
This pressure felt around my chest, my mouth going on a quest
Eyes won't stop watering 'til I find my mother's breast
Years later I was stressed when life hit me with consciousness
Finding out about Good and Evil, hatred between my people
Every morning waking up to a playground full of needles
Older kids talking 'bout making deals by the kilos
Mom and dad hustling day and night, those my Heroes
I swear I've seen some kids that could only be fed with Cheetos
Graduation day: same old clothes, no tuxedos
Sixteen year old mothers walking 'round with bambinos
Homies who never had money chilling in Casinos
Fraud niqqas hitting credit cards then they reload
Life is short so I'm aiming for the Stars like Steelo
Though I'm aiming for the kill too, like a Desert Eagle
The hardest thing about being human is having your Soul killed
By this illusion that we all grew in
Money breaking unions, this delusion that somehow
We gon' tune in with our inner selves if we keep chasing Power and Wealth
But this is not how it goes, you gotta rethink all your goals
Sometimes you gotta let it go, other times let it come to you
And most importantly you gotta know everything's up to you
And understand it's not what it is, but mostly it's how it's viewed
First time I flirted with Death was life giving
Ever since I been dreaming about dying, that shit is vivid
My imagination playing tricks on me, putting me in my feelings like
The way I'm contemplating Death and I ain't even terrified
Guess that's what Biggie meant by Ready To Die
Visualizing ways of dying 'til I'm ready to fly
Look deep inside my eyes and feel the power of Gods
I don't need to be religious though my shit something like Christmas
The holy day a Prophet was born "Mahdi The Gifted"
While niqqas wearing designer shit I'm coming in thrifted
Cuz fitted gear don't make the Monk you bunch of punks
While I been trying to save the world for months, you niqqas tryna stunt
You must really think I'm doing all this preaching just for fun
Sizing the bigger picture, you can only peep the front
See the difference between all of you zeros and Superheroes
You do it for the C-notes while I do it for my people
The hardest thing about being human is having your Soul killed
By this illusion that we all grew in
Money breaking unions, this delusion that somehow
We gon' tune in with our inner selves if we keep chasing Power and Wealth
But this is not how it goes, you gotta rethink all your goals
Sometimes you gotta let it go, other times let it come to you
And most importantly you gotta know everything's up to you
And understand it's not what it is, but mostly it's how it's viewed niqqa