This is a song about "Stand in"

Look, they gon' love me for my ambition

Stand up for what you belive in

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

Now i stand in this mirror, partially redeemed, reflection clearing up..

You might as well stand in the open and wait to meet the underground

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

I stand in the middle of my bedroom for about two minutes to be wide awake

Keep your confident. never trip or fall you always stand tall in my life and in my

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Deep in my soul from insidious you stand out in such vividness

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Stand up and pace, then sit down right back in the same place

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Im carving a cavity callously in mcs that manfully stand to me-with peace n love