"Can see myself in presidential campaign dinners
But I’m gassin’ blunts around a bunch of gang
members
When you’re too hood to be in them Hollywood circles
And you’re too rich to be in that hood that birthed
you
And you become better than legends you thought
were the greatest
And out grow women you love and thought you could stay with
Life become clearer when you wipe down your mirror
And leave notes around for yourself to remember
I like to teach and build
With brothers about how easy it is to reach a mill
All you need is some skill, then it’s grindtime Imagination better than knowledge, say’s Einstein
It’s all in the mind"