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

I got a dollar and a dream

And much good stuff like homemade ice cream

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Meaning wherever god has places you to be, to plant the seeds in people

What happened to the stuff we used to do?

Gotta front me a brick, that ain’t nothin’ to you

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

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate

You know i'm the beast and you'd like to be it

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

Ugh, trying to write lyrics is all hard and stuff

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

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

Like you threw something to me-so i threw em back

Or if it doesn't get props, comments and stuff like that