This is a song about "Fiscal responsibility"

About to have another baby, like a rose from the concretegrowing within, blessed with twins

Im done with misbehavior its time to take responsibility for my own actions,

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

And i be throwing my problems on you as if its your responsibility,

Lex luger, narcissist, the mirrors get excited

You won’t take responsibility, for the shit you did

He takes no responsibility and fakes

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates

My shirt, purple label my shirt

From responsibility to its dirt

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

Im done with misbehavior its time to take responsibility for my own actions,

I think you need the streets to succeed the industry

I got the power, and the responsibility

From responsibility to its dirt

No rubber sole, hardwood bastard