Care to fal-low

Some say I can't rap, because i need to be black,

the tone i haunt, is the tone of my music, not the skin one,

Its a fact, it ain't affected me yet, i'll hit a home-run in my disk

Lyrical home fun, infinite rerun of my beat, my top craftsmanship,

Just keep the focus, make sure you keep the flow,

and you'll see this the best rhythm you wil ever know, just wait a bit,

here we go

 

God I've never been in jail, never been in that infortunate trail,

Normal life in a small town, seventeen year old innocent male,

A normal healthy lifestyle, never seen someone make

A big scene in big scale, but I still mean to cut

your mind with my rhyming spade,

Now that's an ace, the ace of spades,

Ain't a conflict, and not a trick,

but your situation its a crit

Just make sure my state stay's

think whatever you want, just meet your conscious

Its a date.