One in the air for the people ain't here
Two in the air for the father that's there
Three in the air for the kids in the ghetto
Four for the kids that don't wanna be there
Non for the n*gga's tryin' hold them back 
Five in the air for the teachers not scared
Tell those kids thats livin in the ghetto
That the n*gga's holdin' back that the world is theirs
Yeah yeah the world is yours, I was once that little boy
Terrified of the world, now I'm on a world tour 
I will give up everything even start a world war
For these ghetto girls and boys I'm rappin round the world for