Be (a night in tunisia)

I see it all as a clear vision
I'm so gifted, it appears given
I ain’t whippin it, but I steer, driven
Look, I feel blessed for the fact that I've risen out of
The murder capital with all of my friends here living
One weekend, ten dead
My pop still trippin’ and sayin’ the same ish he been said
Lately the mod’s off wood long been into it with Drexel
Like it used to be with Langley and Vince Sayers
Where do I go from here? Another party
And I would probably be dead if my mans couldn’t smoke and steer
In a year people missing shows and be thirsty
And get a ticket like they drivin’ with a open beer
I'm the combination of hope and fear
They tell me go to school to fall back on it like a broken chair
I blow smoke to the open air
No threats, I'm so sincere
The rest of them rappers don’t compare
I'm in my own world, 9-4 Common ish
Don’t compare me to people I have nothing in common with
I am the two three, the one, drop a third
At homecoming drinking tequila, no mockingbird
Yeah, I said it’s all about me
So I’m trying to be the best that I can be
Yeah, I said it’s all about me
Only trying to be the best that I can be
Peace