I ain’t never pay a nigga to do no dirt for me I was scared to do myself I will never tell even if it means sittin in a cell I ain’t never ran, never will I ain’t never been smacked; a nigga better keep his hands to himself or get clapped for what’s under that man’s belt I never asked for nothin I don’t demand of myself Honesty, loyalty, friends and then wealth Death before dishonor and I tell you what else I tighten my belt ‘fore I beg for help Foolish pride is what held me together through the years I wasn’t felt which is why I ain’t never played myself I just play the hand I’m dealt, I can’t say I’ve never knelt before God and asked for better cards at times to no avail But I never sat back feelin sorry for myself If you don’t give me heaven I’ll raise hell ‘Til it’s heaven

There are times when I am at the bottom of the totem, and feel like this hustle isn’t worth it. But at those times, these 2 words:

SELF MADE

 give me the kick in the seat that I need.