This is a song about "Promised my city i would become a young god"

They slowly showin they colors

I promised momma that i wouldn't curse,

We might be back in this baby

A young one that shows bravery i see

I still wish my way out of here, before i become a myth,

That's food for thought you muthafuckas can do the dishes

Promised, i'm as determined as them old timers, i wanna villa in a costa

You admit ya have to amire when i spit "shut it bitch you a liar!" ha!

I do dis for my niggas and city

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

To satan im sensing danger, wouldnt bow to god i would never ask for a favor

Never promised to be a protector by i guess i'll protect ya,

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada