Student-athlete in the making.
No days off, follow my journey.
I was going through my old belongings and found this little guy, oh, high school.
Momma got on Lebron’s headband, rise and grind.
About a week of work, I am satisfied.
If there’s a shooting star, I hope my city’s not too far.
We out here trying to function.
I miss my cocoa butter kisses.
Decisions, decisions, help me out.
T.V. installed in my bathroom mirror, boss shit.