[Intro: Sample]
When you see
What you mean to me
(Cookin Soul)

[Chorus: Jayy Grams]
Rather you dead or alive
You encourage me to be everything a young n***a could amount to
Uh, yeah
And not a day that goes by that I don't collide with these emotions
Pops, I keep on thinking bout’ you

[Verse 1: Jayy Grams]
Told me to never pout, too
I wish the doctors quickly grabbed the scalpel
'Cus maybe he would still be here, maybe a wound in his ear
And a couple patches on his chest and his waist
Even a wet bag ain't talkin ’bout the Mexican race
They tryna disgrace by finding a way to paint a picture
Was brought up by my sisters and got caught up in the mixture
Of the street life
And that shit got a terrible taste
Ain't bragging 'bout it, that's the shit that n***as have to embrace
My n***a

[Chorus: Jayy Grams]
Rather you dead or alive
You encourage me to be everything a young n***a could amount to
Uh, yeah
And not a day that goes by that I don't collide with these emotions
Pops, I keep on thinking bout' you
[Bridge: Sample]
When you see
What you mean to me

[Chorus: Jayy Grams]
Rather you dead or alive
You encourage me to be everything a young n***a could amount to
Uh, yeah
And not a day that goes by that I don't collide with these emotions
Pops, I keep on thinking bout' you

[Verse 2: Jayy Grams]
Quit running out the mouth, dude
You rappers be driving me to insanity
A stable family, stay active like you be stranded, please
Don’t do that
It shows you n***as had it made
Real n***as know the ghetto not an acolade
I got a passive way of showing struggle
Putting together puzzles
Fuck a therapist, I use my words to quip
No way to wrestle
I’m a product of a murder, a product of my city
At least a bad boy, but you know it ain't a biggie

[Chorus: Jayy Grams]
Rather you dead or alive
You encourage me to be everything a young n***a could amount to
Uh, yeah
And not a day that goes by that I don’t collide with these emotions
Pops, I keep on thinking bout' you
[Outro: Sample]
When you see
What you mean to me