Superior

February 21st my birth certificate stated

Ten years to the date Malcolm X was assassinated

And like him I can still feel the jealousy and hatred

From my own peeps who fake it and hope that I don't make it

I'm superior arms wide bask in my glory

You wanna hear my rise to fame it's such a passionate story

Of a bul named Terrence, grew up with divorced parents

When the furnace was buggin, heat the house up with the oven

I'm tryna do the right thing like Red Head or Mookie

Wrote my album while on my lunch break up in my hooptie