text: They told me to write a soundtrack 
  For the kids who aint have shit 
  No problem, flashback me 2006 
  Broke as piss, scraping bus fare up
  Dolla fifty cents, get out of school and go to work
  Matter fact fuck all this I quit
  I got a dream that we gon change the world soon 
  And one day get the fuck outta this bedroom
  Maybe write a song for the girl who cries when she thinks of her past
  But just press play, I tell her smile and then she laughs, look at that, yeah
  Music makes the world go round 
  And the ones in search of freedom generates into a crowd 
  All it takes is one believer with a voice to introduce us to what’s real
  And since my throat is clear I guess that’s why I’m here
  Chyeah 
  See my teachers told me go away to college
  But what they don’t tell you is aint no guarantees if you’re a scholar 
  Even with 18 degrees, you could be jobless with Uncle Sam in your pockets
  So I said fuck my doctrines
  Rapped and made more money than these doctors
  Now one day ill be too fly driving three girls in my four door while these five Js make a fellowship of smoke rings bitch I’m Frodo lost it all this year but bounced back like a pogo, Kells, 
  And we just watch the sun turn into the moon 
  Sit back and hope that these December nights turn into June
  See it started as a dream, that dream came true
  Send a message to my city tell them well be home soon, home soon
  And we just watch the sun turn into the moon 
  Sit back and hope that these December nights turn into June
  See it started as a dream, that dream came true
  Send a message to my city tell them well be home soon, home soon
  And I’m like what we waiting round for
  Found something to celebrate now we on round four 
  Ground floor was the past now the sky is the limit penthouse edition 
  Exhibit a: a bunch of young muhfuckas livin 
  I used to hustle to get it
  Used up all of my minutes 
  In hopes of one of my exs telling me she owned a business and heard bout my situation here’s a check for a million 
  But this is reality and charity don’t go to sinners 
  But clarity comes in pinners of marijuana and splinters 
  An absentee in attendance at all my high school events 
  I just wasn’t fond of attention when all I had was resentment 
  I started out as a freshman and graduated a henchman 
  I worked my way up to Jimmy 
  Worked my way up the totem 
  And those who hated on me was just adding weight to my scrotum
  See life is a poker game I got the hand now I aint folding
  I’m King Midas touch my future with this hand now that shits golden, whoo
  One day ill be too fly whippin three girls in my four door while these five Js make a fellowship of smoke rings bitch I’m Frodo lost it all this year but bounced back like a pogo, man I swear to God 
  And we just watch the sun turn into the moon 
  Sit back and hope that these December nights turn into June
  See it started as a dream, that dream came true
  Send a message to my city tell them well be home soon, home soon
  And we just watch the sun turn into the moon 
  Sit back and hope that these December nights turn into June
  See it started as a dream, that dream came true
  Send a message to my city tell them well be home soon, home soon