now its summer time,
people remember me, i was that kid,
back in the day i hid,
but now im loving the hustlin
cussin and hubbin,
is where im at,
from the back of rap trap
to the top of the beach lookin at racks in the shacks
we macs on our lacks
fully prepared to give back,
worlds crying,
second cousin half removed they all dying,
mentality of a lion
i got,
my mind switches
from Compton and hittin switches
to hornby and diggin ditches
my sisters is my bitches
i aint never be a g
but i claimed to be
unforgivably my past was a canvas for failure,
but i aint gonna fail,
picked up my house,
put it in a coffin when i was coughin' and took out the last nail
cauz with the mentality of a lion this island is my island
stress compiles
all 14 miles
ill give yall smiles
each one of my tiles
represents yall styles
so lets walk these miles
forget all yall trials
