Yo, they say I influence the youth, most influential in the sceneI see young'uns catching bodies and they're blaming it on meI'm just tryna make it out, they're tryna hold me by their kneeI can't breathe, I can't breatheYo, I really need my space, why I'm stuck inside these four wallsRehabilitate, but growing up I followed no rulesMake a dumb mistake, don't point a finger, cause it's your faultThey're tryna block my name, but I'll be kicking down the closed doorsTo show them that I'm still here, show them that it's real hereJury found me guilty and that verdict carried real tearsGot back to the wing and showed the public I've got no fearOnly fear a lot, act, I've been an act for one yearBest decision that I've ever madeNew Year's Day, no liquor, got a pop of cherryadeI know I shouldn't celebrate, don't judge me for my pastI know my future carries better daysWell I'm guessing what it has to beI'm a man now, so I'm growing upMake a dumb mistake, don't point a fingerNaturally, all these fake people in this worldYou could've found them in a factoryBlowing California weed, playing California breezeLooking out the window, but it's mad cause I can see the streetsFreedom is so far, but so closeIt's mad even now, I ain't letting go of no hopeI ain't got friends no more, they all turn ghostsBut I ain't in my feelings, we all grownI wish they all cope, as real as it getsI had to reason with guestsThere's not a lot of rappers left that I can give my respectBut he's checking on my stretch and we ain't even metBut I can tell it's from the heart, I saidThe same thing for wretchIt's a small world, the media is gaySee niggas talking like some school girlsShaming other niggas, but not looking at their own selfNot looking at their own healthYeah they got their freedom, but they're living like they're in jailIt's embarrassing, sometimes I don't speakI need my peace, so I'm vanishingThey ask me where I've been, I said I'm trying to find MadelineThey got me in the deep, I can't swimSo I'm paddling, I'm pushing through the struggleIt ain't easy, but I'm managingTold my shorty, take a road tripIt's been a little minute since we've spokenI kinda miss that pussy, can you struggle?Joke itI won't tell your boyfriend, just keep me in the motionI keep saying I'm gonna win, they keep on thinking that I'm jokingI just rock and roll, think about the times I had to lock and loadI hear them on the landing, baby girl, I think I've gotta goI'm tired of this *, so tell the goats to let me * homeWent to jail with kid, but it be different now, I'm * grownI'm * grown now, manLet me * home now, man*