This is a song about "Trying to outrap my grandpa in front of my whole family but slowly realizing you cant"

Blood, sweat, and tears, it’ll be on your local walmart rack, soon

Nigga you were wrong, you jumped in front of my gun, and heard the boom

But even my family don't half of me, they don't even know what exists in me,

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

My whole deck in my hands, cream of the crop

I'm wale, the new nigga on the block

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

I looked to the skies with my eyes for answers realizing i was fed lies my whole life

Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best

You filthy nerd, sittin' in front of my desk

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Who spend the whole night in front of his mirror spitting verses

Or even near to my family

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Resort to robbin' to feed my family

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free