Lyrics The Second Ward - T.Rabb

Yeah
This my Carter two shit you know
The Fly Out

I am who I thought I was
A skinny nervous nigga from the second ward
Nobody could imagine all I had in store
Disrespected the vision with the loudest snore
Until the love and the roses came
I lift a show as high as the curtains hang
The haters and the fans say my name the same
With a passion that I can't explain
A childhood that was so traumatic
Cycles of madness had to break the habits
The highest highs and the lowest the lows
On your mind it can take a toll
But when I spit a verse it's like I'm wrapped in armor
To carry God's gift is like the highest honor
They say the devil was a great musician
And that this lifestyle is dark and wicked
So in the booth I pray I got that from my momma
That the energy I'm pulling from ain't prima donna
She always said the path is red for the biggest head
So maintain your humble and be blessed instead, yeah
I am what I think I am
Ain't nothing holding back water but the Hoover Dam
Bet I shiver in the sauna that's how cool I am
Still finesse the finger roll don't want to miss the slam
Still finesse the finger roll don't want to miss the slam
Huh

I am who thought I was
James Baldwin with the Haitian wicks
Alex Haley in a Jordan six
The rap Ta-Nehisi Coates
You should burn a disc
I did so much more than just claim the city
We gave bikes to the kids you was never with me
Backpacks before school you was never with me
And Christmas gifts from their parents in the penitentiary
Hot meals on thanksgiving not a frozen turkey
I ain't bragging you should match me cause we all as worthy
Ya hear me
I ain't bragging you should match me if we all as worthy
They kicked me while I was down so I understand
Sometimes the fall is forever things don't go as planned
But if you sit too still you could start to sink
And tell the truth not what you heard
I am what I think