My Mother, My Father, I Love 'em,

Niggas Tried To Holla, But Couldn't Holla Back Now They Gots To Swallow, Everything In The Sack.

You Gave Us Power In Our Words, So I Think Before I Speak, And That Way When I Speak, They Know I'm Here To Teach.

With The Lord Behind Us They're Ain't Nothing We Can't Do.

I Stand Before You A Weekend Version Of Your Reflection Begging For Direction, For My Soul Needs Resurrection.

Do Dirt, Get Dirt. So I Treat People With The Same Respect That I Want.