Verse 1

Sometimes I look at the sky/
Talking to God and then I ask why/
He gave me this gift, he gave me this life/
How I could just live, some people die/
Well that's why I write put my life into song
Things that I feel, things that are wrong/
I'm putting work from dusk until dawn/
So you can relax when you hear my song/
Ugh!
I know I'm lucky plus I'm optimistic/
Professor X I lead the school of the young and gifted/
Kush smoke got my eyes low and spirit lifted/
I'm throwing haters on the cross just to keep it Christian/
Ha!
What you know about talking that fly shit/
What you know about rolling with dimes bitch/
Just to keep it trill, I'm the shit/
Shout out to them haters, Sorry ya'll could never phase me/
In fact I love the hate that ya'll been throwing at me lately/
Sometimes I sit and think to myself that it's what saved me/
Cause after pimp c back yea I started getting lazy/
Success is all good when you coming from the hood/
But it don't mean nothing if you misunderstood/

Hook

Misunderstood, misunderstood/
It don't mean nothing if you misunderstood/
Yea we got it hard cause we coming from the hood/
Success don't mean nothing if you misunderstood/ X 2

Verse 2

Ugh!
Stax I Gotcha!
Rsonist!
Yep!

When I was born mama told me I was different, I was on a mission/
They was thinking tricycles, I was thinking sixes/
I was center court while they comfy on the benches/
Moving the oz, drinking a OE/
Hoping that one day he'll be the OG/
Where I'm from North Bronx in the hood/
Misunderstood was an understatement/
Say that loves a house, my house was vacant/
Prayed to god errrrr night hoping I make it/
Until my prayers turned to cash and ranges/
Now every day more friends become strangers/
Minimum wages got em picking up the gauges/
Got me saying to myself only God could save us/
Misery and heartache two of my neighbors/
I'm down the block from pain and torture/
Where the future gorgeous but the past will haunt you/
Like a angel with no wings in a room with monsters/
A drunk with jack in a room with no sponsors/
Where I'm from being broke will cost ya/
Try to keep up hoping I ain't lost ya/
This my life so salute the author/
All I want are bad bitches and a brand new Porsche/
A G4 plane that resemble a saucer/
My minds been tainted so proceed with caution/