
[Intro] You wanna know Why I move The way I move [Verse 1] Delicious Did you explain Twelve years old grown man weight (D-I-G-I) Pain taught me how to stand straight No childhood, no break (no break) No easy escape You see the fly now You ain't see what it took to make [Verse 2] Man of the house at twelve Read that again Twelve Mama had schizophrenia Still fightin' through men that broke her down Fear in the house, panic in the face So a child learned How to hold a grown man's place No time to be a king (No time to be a child, to be a child) Had to make grown decisions while I live No daddy in the picture, mama gave what she could Granddaddy preach put, put God in the blood GPK root, project kid shoes I learned survival Before I learned how to choose [Bridge] Keep going Took up slack, I was too young to carry Kept my head up when the house got scary That's where the steel came from That's where pain learned rhythm That's why when digits speak You feel what lived in him I didn't get to grow up slow Life said boy you better know So I learned I'm a product of what life put me through He came through [Chorus] But the pain never got to name me It raised me, it scarred me, damn near changed me But D-I-G-I Still became me Why, why? D-I-G-I Digi Through hell, through all, still fly [Verse 3] Had to learn self-sufficient with the world on my neck Family playing 'cause no applause, just respect School out, pressure kept sayin' fall back I kept going thirty-five when college came into the map Let that land lay by somebody else's clock Right on time for the man I fought to unlock By twenty-five, too many boys I knew were doing time Same blocks, different choices, different finish line I follow laws because I saw what breaking them costs Some mothers lose sons, some hope futures get lost Had smoke, had flaws, had anger and reserves Still keeping up discipline to give my future what it deserved No pity for a grown man ignoring what he knows I watched grown men miss pain a twelve-year-old could diagnose That made me hard, not hollow, big difference Heart of gold, heavy armor, full resistance Women heard the story, some cry, some stay Some love the man, some love what survival made But access to my soul ain't free If your motive look suspect, don't bring that shit to me [Bridge] I'm a product of what life put me through And he came through But I never let the damage choose my ride I learned, I build, I love, I survived Damn near sixty, still very much alive [Verse 4] Product of the south, well-composed Don't mistake calm for close Born in November, still heat in the frame Spoken word, freestyle, writing, singing, same name Digi, you can study the method, can't duplicate the man They broke the mold when they poured his cast, understand Age didn't take the fire, it taught fire where to land I carried people before I knew how to carry who I am So when you ask, 'Cool, Digi,' just don't simplify me, son Father, the student, survivor, artist still standing I lost a childhood, took responsibility Turned pain into ability, turned pressure into dignity It's some respect on everything it took to be [Outro] (D-I-G-I) (D-I-G-I) (D-I-G-I) (D-I-G-I) Did you explain, twelve years old, grown man wait Pain taught me how to stand straight You see the style, you see the grace And you know what built the face (D-I-G-I) Remember the name Still fly They broke the mold on my own cast Everything I survived Made me built to last Still here

