This is a song about "People like to be the heroes and stuff"

To a different state were me and the people like this dont relate

Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state

And all the stuff that you went through

And while you doin you

Ugh, trying to write lyrics is all hard and stuff

Red berry everywhere, got puff getting jealous

I'll be cursing out like the people on internet talking about islam

Chorus: you only get one mom and dad, but remember your mom

We're the heroes unsung

I don't care what it did to them

And much good stuff like homemade ice cream

It's roc nation, this my team

Still stomping the chumps when they mouths get to talking that stuff

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

I was taught to let the bad stuff go and suck it up

I wouldn't fuck another girl out of the club