This is a song about "Fiscal responsibility"

From responsibility to its dirt

My shirt, purple label my shirt

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

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

From responsibility to its dirt

How little hugs can turn to draws offered

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

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

Now they mention my nigga with all the greats

He takes no responsibility and fakes

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,

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

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good

I got the power, and the responsibility

When i arrive the whole town gets sunny