Intro Video (MV)

Yeah
Young Zim
Grew up in the middle class
I don't know where to pass
It just got me thinking fast
About the stuff that makes the past
You know that shit will never last
Go to class
Have a blast
Call me back
That's a rack
Keep it low with the stacks
Grew up in the middle class
I don't know where to pass
It just got me thinking fast
About the stuff that makes the past
You know that shit will never last
Go to class
Have a blast
Call me back
That's a rack
Keep it low with the stacks
Watch me pass, and go to class
I just wanna learn so fast
Come to class
Don't just pass
There's lotta things to ask
Me myself and I
Are the ones going high
In the sky
Don't cry
I don't try
What a lie
Yeah
Getting turned inside my crib
The opps don't know where it is
It just got me very pissed
About the shit that isn't lit
Watch me spit that fire
I'm so hype but getting tired
People can be tired
I'm so fire, going higher
When I get rich, I will get designer clothes
Yeah
What I already choose
Yeah
When I get rich, I will buy my mom a house
Yeah
That's what this shit is all about
Caught me rapping
Ain't no trapper
Getting sadder
She got badder
She want me
To only see
Where's the trees
And this ain't me
Caught me slacking
I ain't capping
But I'm gonna keep on rapping
This is for the fans
And the fans
Show me hands
I'll be counting bands
Sometimes we understand
About the fans
They should stand
Come and go
We all know
Yeah
Balling inside the courts
It's the shit we can afford
Pull up now so we can go
It's the show that bout to blow
Grew up in the middle class
I don't know where to pass
It just got me thinking fast
About the stuff that makes the past
You know that shit will never last
Go to class
Have a blast
Call me back
That's a rack
Keep it low with the stacks
Grew up in the middle class
I don't know where to past
It just got me thinking fast
About the stuff that makes the past
You know that shit will never last
Go to class
Have a blast
Call me back
That's a rack
Keep it low with the stacks