Analog

[Chorus]

Product of a single parent household
My niggers were my council
Before I knew analog time
I knew how much to get an ounce for
Biblical math trying to whip me a digital dash
Our only fear was to finish in last

[Verse 1]

I got my mind on my paper
Plus I put my mind on paper
Plus I done blew mine on cases
I'm faithful to this hustle that I bubble with
For this bread my brothers we got a covenant
Don't let summer slip, I'm running in
Prices higher than they ever been
We were paying peanuts for them elephants
Product of a single parent house hold
My momma was idol
She believed the prophets in bible
I was throwin stones
And I was preying on my rivals
I'm just trying to get it
Staying up out here is vital

[Chorus]

Product of a single parent household
My niggers were my council
Before I knew analog time
I knew how much to get an ounce for
Biblical math trying to whip me a digital dash
Out only fear was to finish in last