It all started one wonderful day, my pop see
Had brought me a tape of straight out of Compton,
From that wa, that $#&@ing production from dre

Them beats had me stuffing in days
Plus they was speaking that gangsta %#@!,
But still have something to say

So now I'm bumping Marvin Gaye, Marley and Hendrix tunes
Guns'n'Roses, Pearl Jam, Nirvana, Chili Peppers too
Kinda blue, nice and smooth, rocking ridicule

Then after switching school, got into the fugees, big and wooh
Think about it now as I back track, I spit my first freestyle
In mister ?math class, peeting on the desk with auto agi and denten

Strictly off the top, we wasn't writing with no pens then
Well I did have some little scraps of written raps,
Scribbled in my 10 years old chicken scratch

Them %#@!s was whack, although what I was saying was raw
Came straight from the heart, I always gave it my all
When I was ?down, I would erase a few bars

And between joint comic books and playing guitar
I started sipping on brew, when I was like 13
And lost my virginity too and burnt my first green

I always been bizness minded and intelligent
As soon as I was smoking that, believed that I was selling it
Bought me a house, started to piss, selling that ? to my friends

To us just having 1000 pots was like the lottery then
So now I got a few ends, a piece of the profit to spend
But blew it all on polo sheets and beefing broccoli 10

At the same time smart became my growing queen, psycho 13, locked in ?a bunch of foolish teens
I remember maybel bomb with a beauty queen, and front like he was on a date
Was the smoothest scene

Damn, %#@! was nuts, sneaking out catching?
Till the cops threw my fists in cuffs, my pops is pissed as $#&@
I kept it up, but it was never as fun

Even know my hand skills was second to none
Guess I was essentially done
I was like 15 so I got my record expunged

But the voice in head said this ain't your destiny son
I still love it but ain't have the heart to go through it
If you ain't gonna do something, the death don't do it

Now after getting back, my home life was getting bad
Then my made man lou god knocked for selling tabs
Just a kid with more stresses than I ever had

So I started channel all of that into my pen and pad
Warming up in the spots, grabbing mikes and bragging rights
And a couple of props, made it up to the top

Won a few pots, made som gwap, but it wasn't a lot
Just enough to get the cake so ? maybe take my women to shop.