One Purpose

[Cormega] My moms put me on this earth for one purpose to rep I love life too much to keep flirting with death I swallow my pride I no longer thirst success The things we can't change we must learn to accept They say money's the root of evil Sadly your own family tree won't feed you or help your seed bloom Yet they constantly gossip like they exceed you Don't talk about it be about it I speak truth My knowledge of the street grew As did my desire for jeeps and coupes and heat where rapid fire plagued my youth I paid my dues in math to survival Rappers are liars my factual rhyming surpasses my rivals are in massive denial Talent defines me like Mark Jackson on the fast break the past is behind me