P.O.M.E lyrics

Part I

[Verse]
I'm a product of my environment
Born and raised in the belly of Leviathan
Firecracker pops, ambulance, police sirens
One I in friend, me, myself and f*ck whoever's lyin' in my lion's den
Jungle I am in, dead presidents will cease alliances
Peace and silence come 'round like leap years foolish violence
Pull up, hop out, air out, made it look like Goku's Kaioken
Mama, bathrobe, hair net, tears of sorrow, cue the violins
I'm a product of my environment
Daddy gone, hittin' licks and whippin' an entire Benz
My higher sense tell me this is not what I was made for
Stayed inside, played Pimp My Ride, and dreamt of what I prayed for
n*gga's gettin' older, got a lot of chips upon they shoulders
My homie got laid off of postin'
Funny how he ended back up on the corner
Tried to give him words, a little wisdom
Like, "Boy, you better get yourself in order
You know you got a brand new baby daughter
Don't let me be the one to say I warned ya
Click clack to the max, we almost mourned ya
The block stays hot, don't knock the warm up
You ain't gotta fight for blocks and corners
The world's much more than rocks and torture
My n*gga said, "This is all I see
And therefore this all I know
And I ain't tryna rewrite history
I'm better off livin' it like it's told"
'Cause n*gga I'm a mothaf*ckin' product of my environment
My n*gga's lie within the confines of social riotin'
No eyein' them, you hide and duck when you hear screechin' tires
In the island of hood geographical entitlement
My daddy was a ghost, heard some stories 'bout the most
Mama dragged me out of church, 17 I had a choice
Had a Bible on my left, uh, right I had a toast
Almost robbed a liquor store before my partner overdosed