Verse 1:
Humble beginnings make for a happy ending/
I started out in the red, now I'm attracting business/
You had to witness it/
Something greater done grabbed me/
Took me out of the traps in the wilderness where they had me/
I'm happy and feeling classy/
Gladly, I'm representing/
Ascending into the light/
I'm like Benjamin with the kite, right?/
Experimenting with new flows and cadence/
Take it into the party, the DJ's rushing to play it/
I'm saying, who gon' stop me?
You can bring out your posse, I'm Rocky, rocking Cavalli with
partners out in the Rockies/
You sloppy, not on my level, check your treble and bass/
You got it mixed like a mulatto, I ain't checking your race/
I'm running mine/
Laced up, taking it to the pavement/
Courageous/
Fighting for my life to make a statement/
Amazing/
Used to want to be seen on The Basement/
Now I'm sensing victory close enough I can taste it.

Chorus:
Rise above the hate, boy I'm on another plane/
I wake up in the morning and I'm going for the ring/
I can do anything if I put my mind to it/
I can do anything when I put my mind to it/
Rise above the hate, boy I'm on another plane/
I wake up in the morning and I'm going for the ring/
I can do anything if I put my mind to it/
I can do anything when I put my mind to it/
When I put my mind to it.

Verse 2:
One of the only ones to see the vision/
Read the statistics, my city's stuck in needy conditions/
Need you to listen, yo I'm set to increase my position/
While you're playing, I'm making plans to proceed with the mission/
Taking meetings to make immediate waves/
May be a ripple in your eyes, but to me it's a change/
They tried to match me, tax me, take me out like a taxi/
But little did they know my soul caliber's high as Maxi/
Drastic/
Channeled my rage into the page/
Let it go/
Now I'm willing to say that I'm not afraid/
Let 'em know/
I'm standing here waiting for the opposition/
I'm looking right in your face, like “this the competition?”/
Gotta be kidding/
Why you pulling my leg?/
Anybody that's doubting it's time to put it to bed/
People want me to rest, but I can sleep when I'm dead/
They just want me to stop 'cause they're coming short with the bread/

Chorus (repeated)

Verse 3:
Photo ops for fliers in Photoshop/
I am the prototype designed by the Polo shop/
Ugh/
Word to my momma/
Gotta defer from the drama/
Excellence is the goal, I'm focusing on my honor/
I opened up, to be honest/
I'm removing that veil/
Dropping some jewels, you would think I did my schooling at Yale/
I moved to prevail/
And soaring, Parachute for the sail/
Ironically, I used to cop my pair of shoes from the sales/
Using the trail that was paved for me/
Back in the days, used to date and shorties paid for me/
You know the times when you was looking out the window and you 
wished you could leave?/
7 years old on punishment and your friends in the street?/
Well, that was me/
Restricted, but self-inflicted, vindictive/
Close-minded and trying, but couldn't turn on the engine/
Borderline defensive and couldn't keep up a kinship/
Gradually got apprenticed and now I'm crossing the finish #1.

Chorus (repeated)