Lyrics All Is True - Steven Malcolm

Yeah, it's track or die

At the age of 12, Mama ran away from home
Broken and alone, left to figure out this world
Cold and confused, crazy how she grew up spit on and abused
And still able to see her kids and see love through a pure view
Me and my sis grew up pretty closed
Was taught to put the family first, if they ain't blood they the first to go

My mama met my dad, two months later they expecting
Pops like, "Nah, I ain't tryna hear from your perspective"
"Take this two hundred dollars while I'm at work, go take care with that"
To think now, look where I'm at
To think the man that I look up to and never met could have and destroy
Something real as the love that we had, to this day affect me, yeah

Drop-in and cop it, Pops out here gettin' it
Pops was an immigrant choosing to not live innocent
Cops end up droppin' 'n slappin' the cuffs up on 'em
Last time that I seen 'em, I was nine years old
Looking for love and then Mama turned to the alcohol
No father figure, so me, I turn to my basketball

Family torn, searching for more when
Only examples I had was Kobe and Jordan
Spent some time in a place that really opened my eyes
Realized that because I'm black, people choose to despise
Was only 12 when it happen, almost broke me inside
Discovered some people that hate me 'cause of my black side

Graduated, young and highly miseducated
A dream junkie, I honestly missed the education
Was hoop dreaming, I promise I got the elevation
And the greatness, I'm filled with ambition to make it

And, now we here and it's a celebration
2010, I discovered life through a different lens
Started rapping using music as a medicine
Even when they were throwing stones at who I represent
I kept the faith despite the fake when they try to divide
Learned at a young age only the strong gonna survive

Back in that basement when I was indie on all my grind
Never would I imagine this life, it still blow my mind
I know my purpose, I'm far from perfect, I know my way
I demonstrate and lead every day, I'm bound to be great
I take my life and put in on display, all for you
And let my tunes do the talking, knowing all is true

(Let my tunes do the talking, knowing all is true)