This is a song about "Growth connectivity diversity mountains of opportunity"

We ain't looking for loving here, only cus it's summer here

I could run a thousand mountains with the power i feel

The pen, it hits the paper, move mountains, the ink, it drips,

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

I'm racing pacing these mountains, chasing that evasive fountain

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

Which gave me the opportunity of standing out straight on my feet above others

One less hungry mouth on the welfare!"first ship em dope and let em deal to brothers

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Way i see it, everyone gets the equal opportunity

The pen, it hits the paper, move mountains, the ink, it drips,

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

Higher than a pair of falcons over mountains

This country is fucked cause we're stunting our growth

Shit got hectic had to come up with my hoes