ANTHM lets you into his life. Hard times he has been through with both his life, and his music. Noting towards how at one point in his career he found himself slowly moving away from his music, and how him along with his mother had a hard time in the past. Being what most consider low class because...
[Intro]
I've been
Higher than high, and lower than low with
Plenty of friends but, nowhere to go and the
Pie in the sky that be, giving me hope when I'm
Feeling depressed than, nobody knows
[Bridge] x2
Blue sky, sunshine, what a day to take a walk in the-
[Hook] x2
Hey there mama, I ain't backing down
Everything we lost, will come back around
They be tryna let you know when you're black or brown
No, no, I ain't backing down
[Verse 1]
Understand my soul, no control
Too broke like a ceramic bowl smashed by the hammer blow
Phantom landmines explode at random on my road
I'll never abandon hope, 'till I land afloat
Sitting with smithereens, dodging guillotines
Like the marines swim through ravines for these vivid dreams
Come hella high water I still created art
But I fainted, and couldn't play my part
Me, and my music, uh, suffered a slow divorce
It's hard to feel like you're losing love when you know it's yours
Such an explosive force, showing no remorse
Passive aggressive, depression came in a Trojan horse
Warfare in my mind, a small fare for the climb
I crawl bearing the pain that remains there in my spine
It's like I'm wearing a sign that says "I dare you to tear at my shine
Fuck it I'm declaring what's mine."
[Hook] x2
[Bridge]
There like please show that nigga
He's, just a low class nigga
Nobody owes that nigga
He's, just a low class nigga
[Verse 2]
Yo, yo
I told my mama "I'll swing the hardest, to bring the harvest"
She said, "I know where your heart is, just do your thing regardless"
Such a prideful lady
Use her food stamps to fill my fridge, fake like I ain't know 'cuz that would drive her crazy
That's a reminder daily
How I was blinded, confined from the truth of time
You'll find the truth in a bind, where's that peace of mind?
Your crown fell to the ground, hey mama you know I'm down
Though I wasn't around, I heard
A few strangers tried to question are worth
Family, and friends left the same impression that hurt
Type of shit to make you question your worth
Fuck that, had to refresh [ya?] make the pressure reversed
Fuck do you mean? You talking 'bout my Queen
Ride, or die for my kingdom, no castle but I can dream
I gotta' intervene, now you're making me scream
How dare you try to treat us like less of a human being
[Hook] x2
[Bridge]
There like please show that nigga
He's, just a low class nigga
Nobody owes that nigga
He's, just a low class nigga
Low Class was produced by Blu aka Godlee Barnes.