The statement

Yea, none of y'all brought me Here So a pointer I will take A young guidance there My drive crazy The bitch on auto pilot yea I was never taught to beg So no pardons here I was never taught to act like a Lil nigga, heart of a lion My pride's not a dollar yea The currency I keep in my Circle is keeping it 100 Our trade is being loyal damn! None of you niggas can faze me None of you niggas can step on My greatness that shit has been written And carved in the annals of History, Like handin' a Prince his Deservin' inheritance I'm down on my knees askin' Nana to save me The journey I'm takin' is Crawlin' with snakes and... We all know they curvy They sights on the pockets of Niggas who's wavy They sights on the pockets of Niggas who think the got Somethin' to say About niggas who raw just like Makin' a baby I'm cut from a cloth that was ripped from  the 80s When niggas was runnin' from Guns in the 80s My daddy was chillin' Ain't know of this greatness He carrying a fucking bizarre Shit, no claimin' But Mama angel Mama the person who taught me the patience Mama the person taught me my baby ain't nothin' gonn stop You but you if you live without plannin' Anything you build from the Ground to the to top must be Basic and based on sufficient Foundation! Anything you touch Leave your blood, sweat and Pages My oath to the game is This right hand I'm raising Yea Nelson Mandela the bars had Me caged in The studio feel like it's hood Penitentiary I rhyme for my family The legacy taken From thoughts of my granny Since back in the day when... Strength of a black man was Workin' and serving So youngin' is here With the implementation Mfan' wako Skraal'a ba mmitsa Lepara My music's not content so Nigga respek Mark Manson once said that Subtlety In what the fuck you do Will scream out so loud like The cops and sirens and shit Damnit I'm lyin' But it's something along that shit When in my pocket I swear I don't give a shit Oops I mean give a fuck(call me a Mormon) Plannin' a movement where all of em got to eat All of my niggas, my broddies, my fucking kids Everything coded like Cody the spy and shit I'm at a period where blood is a norm to see Rappers are dead call it "hip hop anomaly" Yea, none of y'all brought me here So a pointer I will take A young guidance there My drive crazy The bitch on auto pilot yea I was never taught to beg So no pardons here I was never taught to act like a Lil nigga Heart of a lion My pride's not a dollar yea The currency I keep in my circle is keeping it 100, our trade is being loyal, damn Yea, 14 year old me done sent me a notice Metro young nigga that plan is in motion That mixture is Potent That loud will be sold quick Pick up that phone man don't hang on that callin' The people are waiting They'll screw wid it quick Fix what is broken this industry needs The blood of the best of this human tradition, a beast on a record to handle this ting! A... a... anyway it's back to the business Anything I touch has the maths and physics Cold hearted I might just pay hell a visit Real rap has a element of rags to riches I was down, out my luck but my pad would listen Bro my pen literally gave my rhyme a reason Now I'm lickin' on a baddie who got class and vision Anything Metro Touch is a Radio listen Cause intentions are down to the T, like I'm Thibo I stick to the point like a needle to pillow I need me a team that will fight while on zero To push wid a passion and fight for that win ho Tymer done told me to fight for the freedom O'lady wa nchaela futswetsa Lesilo Futswetsa Lesilo(Fah!) ...Futswetsa Lesilo (Fah.... fah fah fah!) (Fah fah fah!) Yea, none of yall brought me here So a pointer I will take A young guidance there My drive crazy The bitch on auto pilot yea I was never taught to beg So no pardons here I was never taught to act like a Lil nigga Heart of a lion My pride's not a dollar yea