This is a song about "Becoming stonger"

With feelingsthis a mans world youngin'the bitches in businessso learn a 'lil something

And now these eyeballs are turning and the fingers are pointing..."looka what he's becoming."

My whole family's hating what i'm becoming

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Although this is becoming an obsession,

Who you were becoming

But i ain't listening

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process.

I'll be nothin' but a replica lookin' in the mirror

Of becoming a drug dealer, warm-blooded killer,

Yeah i know we never got to meet

As minds are becoming complete,