This is a song about "Becoming confident"

With what was once original style becoming more and more commonplace.

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Too confident i probably won't even recite despite the sight that i might

American dreaming, days of a heathen running up in your building at night

And come back when you feel confident about yourself

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

I spend hours a day becoming a hip hop nerd,

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

To be confident in my lyrics or no one will saint

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste