text: Yeah, yo
  You see Im standing here before you
  Like a man in a courtroom, solemnly swore to tell the truth
  You see you gave me your ears, and I gave you my heart
  I told you my story from the start
  To my teenage years, testing a gun out in the park
  No fear from the banging or the spark
  To my days of Christianity
  Them times with no electricity
  Sitting in my house in the dark
  I was raised on a council estate
  My mum struggled to put food on the plate
  I remember I would stay up late
  Watching the videos on MTV
  I wanted the same Versace shades like B.I.G
  I wanted a Cubana chain like him Jay-Z
  I wanted to drive in a Range, that was a childhood dream
  I guess Im victim to all things that I seen
  I guess Im fortunate to get taught bout this deen
  After Gypsy Hill, that was the street turf
  Some young brothers putting in some street work
  In 2002, that was the rebirth
  Some diamonds growing from the deep dirt
  Real pain, thats why we hurt
  Some lost souls, a purpose we search
  Yeah we step into religion then we reverse
  Going back to the life that we live first
  A random man then started feeling lost
  I found retribution inside the mosque
  And I couldnt find happiness in anything
  I started reviewing all the places I was searching
  Like money, jewellery and women
  Cars, guns, killing, clubs, drugs, hustling
  Look at the lifestyle we was living
  Now I find satisfaction in the simple things
  Look at the inner peace that religion brings
  Like, just knowing your purpose in life
  Like, knowing the Angel of Death can take your soul tonight
  Like, the possibility of you getting to paradise
  You know, knowing you can get there if youre living right
  Like, you was on the left then you went right
  Like, Allah found you lost and He chose to guide
  So now on the Straight Path, I try to walk
  Im tryna be steadfast, going to a talk
  But its like Im getting caught between these different sects
  Theyre like Bro, we dont rep what them brothers rep
  I said But theyre Muslim and were Muslim too
  And they said Na, we dont do what them brothers do
  So now that had me feeling confused
  I was only 6 month in, was still brand new
  Its time for me to research my religion
  Fly away to Egypt, Quran I put my head in
  Thats when it was getting lonely in this bedding
  I started dreaming bout a wedding
  Im from Jamaica, shes from Pakistan
  The way your father said no, youd fink it was 7ram
  What happened to the words of Rasulullah?
  Peace be upon Allahs messenger
  Thats why he cried for this ummah
  Wallahi, he gave his life to this ummah
  Then we took the deen and complicated things
  Look at them, look at us, its not the same thing
  I never saw hatred like this before
  Racism like this before I never saw
  And to find it in religion was the worst bit
  Felt like I was being dragged through a dirt pit
  Yeah and when a man isnt perfect
  They easily serve his flesh on a banquet
  You have to be like Rocky Balboa when they knock you down
  You have to get up off the floor
  You have to be like Rocky Balboa till the last round
  You always go for one more
  I had to fly away to Kuwait
  Wallahi I had to re-evaluate
  You see I didnt like the fame I was getting
  There shouldnt be no superstars in religion
  And I was just tryna give Dawah man
  Ibn Mansur, Imran
  And now I understand this deen better
  A couple things I was doing then really werent clever
  2010, thats when I had Sumaya
  Refreshed my wudhu went and made a prayer
  Made an oath to Allah, imma do better
  Now I really try and do better
  And now they hit me on the messenger
  Young sister, still a teenager
  If her father ever knew, he would hit the roof
  The parents none the wiser in the other room
  You see our young ones are slipping up
  You see our teenagers are all falling off
  We need to bring back some real teachers
  And get our youth to stop listening to Deen Squad
  And when its all said and done
  Forget me, go to the words of the Quran
  Allah said He perfected this religion
  And that religion is Islam
  These might be the last words I ever wrote
  These might be the last words I ever spoke
  And if its the last words you hear from your brother
  I say dont follow me, follow the Quran and the Sunnah
  Yeah