Big mann on Campus...what about it?

I survived with the strenth of my mother... knuckle game of my father... attitude of my uncle.. the way the cards shuffled I used the silence of my brother, in cuffs,like your honor... No grattitude for the struggle...you wonder if God loves you... held hostage by the hunger...harrassing you mentally.. tryna get that paper that match the statue of liberty... pass those who limit me..with the hustle of Harlem.. the thoroughness of my borough... Im like brooklyn wit the drama..with the talent of queens.. when them ratchets iz poppin... heart of the city but I stand alone like staten Island... crazy as my cousin...picky as her brother.. but Im good with some bread and a ratchet pretty as my daughter... compare my set to the legends..how we slung on the street... similar to master jay we had a run with the D....Itollah...Im not looking for luv...C.T.C cut the check...