What's the point of asking questions
When you already got the answers for them?
What's the point of perusing shit
If you ain't even got the passion for it?
At 15, I told myself
That I'm ready to live or die for this shit
Please don't mind me if I've been rude or obnoxious
Zero patience when I deal with the nonsense
Working hard tryna turn nothing into something
4th quarter, ball in my hands, I can't fumble, no
Tryna stay consistent, remain humble
Para told me not to scream out all my blessings
Hug your setbacks, life full of lessons, so pay attention
Class in session, this shit my obsession
A lot of sacrifices made, the Man above keeps testing me
She hear the tone in my voice she sense the aggression
I'm locked in, no time for distractions
I told Jimmy capture these kodak moments
So one day all our kids could see 'em
They couldn't find a bigger box to fit me in
I'm sure the ones that once doubted will soon believe again
But, if you believe in yourself you automatically win
Let the journey begim, french connects inspire future gens
And I'ma be the voice for it, yeah