 Yes, inna di boiling sun, footin' it on the street Righteous music, me puttin' it on the beat But nothin' no righteous about how life's set If you no know hard life, then you no know life yet Because my papa just call me poverty, make him a screw Him never know, say me have a interview But me still have to put on the show Because they don't know, I say they don't know, yeah