They gave up on you when they told you be realistic. You can't turn your dreams into a reality.

You need to get that nine to five and stick with that nine to five and work thirty forty years.

And pointed at you in the school hallway and laughed at you and told you you'll never be anything.

They never believed in you. Boy, were they wrong?

They didn't know that you had that hustling.

They didn't know that the beast that you were becoming, they wasn't doing anything but adding more fuel to the fire.

They didn't understand what it felt like to struggle.

They didn't understand that the competition was you.

All the haters that went against you, all the people that doubted you, they didn't know who you was becoming.

They didn't understand you control your destiny.

When you wake up in the morning and you look in the mirror, your competition is you.

It ain't nobody else. It's you.

I could have gave up when I got arrested when I was ten years old.

I could have gave up and then law was me and became a victim when my father wasn't there.

I could have gave up when I was raised by my grandmother and everybody gave up on me.

I could have gave up when the school system kicked me out and told me that I'd never be anything.

My eighth grade teacher told me I wouldn't be anything.

And now I understand that what's on the inside of me has to come out.

Turn your haters into your motivators.

And never let anybody else's opinion be bigger than your own.

Understand the struggles that you go through are helping you to get to your destiny.

That adversity in heels that you have to run, the mountains that you have to climb,

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