I respect hip hop ain't no doubt dat i'm faithful
blessed wit a lyrical gift and a creation like a fable
i'm able to express my thoughts and concerns clearly
in an artistic way daz why i luv da game dearly
my mind is pure when i rhyme no ghetto struggle or concerns
mentally focused on my ambitions makin money to burn
my rhyme book daz my bible and my rhymes is guidance
da stage is my altar in my church is my only chance
to be saved from da street scene and money plottin schemes
niggaz tryin to get rich quickly friends quickly to turn fo da green
if u know wha i mean then u problably livin yo own prophecy
jus like me i'm obligated and created my style now a controversy
wit rhymes like da devils juice and addictive like ecstasy
but this is not a drug but you swear it's a fantasy
this is hip hop my religion what we call it is rap
some use it fo evil but otha people use it to escape da trap
slavery done ended but still mentally enslaved
da rap game has saved me from prematurely seein my grave
it's amazin how changes come in different shapes n fashions
it's like nobody on earth cares wuteva happened to compassion
it's gone wit da rest of da world wild boys and girls
but wit da game i will maintain no changing my mindstate now