Man of the House Fashawn

[Verse 1]
10/21, day after I turned 21
First LP, album released, again it begun
For the kid without a lid on his tongue
Who took a shit on the drums and slid out the slums
Ultimately I had an ultimatum
Smuggle drugs or become someone famous
Truth, I put in work in the booth
Way before Hannah saw her first tooth and poof
I blew up fo' both of us grew up
I tell ya times was rougher than nubuck, leather
Somehow I knew it wouldn't stay that way forever
Long as I showed effort
How could I possible say I'm good
Especially when my mama still in the hood
My father is unemployed
Despite the lack of dollars they're proud of their little boy
I doubt it would fill the void, in everybody's pockets
You'd probably get annoyed
That wasn't what I rapped for
First tour, Rav-4
Grabbed my baggage and I was off
Traveling abroad, had to see it all
Berlin wall, Taj Mahal
Felt I knew how to run 'for I knew how to crawl
Had a burden on my back, the planet on my shoulder
And one simple task, all I had to do was hold it