I’m every-bodies friend now; I’m every-bodies cousin. Cause I’m the up and comer; comin’ up I see em comin’. They eat with the up and comer, sleep with the up and; do songs with and try and steal heat off the up and comer. The only person I trust is my mother, from day, dark through the ups and coming down she supported me. She said that Imma keep it, pregnant and secret. Ignoring all the encouragements to have aborted me. Family cursing me, forgetting it could of been worse. Remember, I chose the beats over the streets. Kept on telling me to go to university. Its all reversed now; now that I’m tipped to do well commercially.
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