The beginning

I pick up my pen and begin to write rhymes its come time to show the world i'm ready to start my climb

I always find myself wishin for things i dont have, i need to step back and be grateful im on the right path

Mistakes, i've made some. Fakes i've slayed some. it was africa the continent we all came from

So lets join our hands together and embrace in song, everybody pick a line we'll be here all night long

 

I'm growin drowsy that purple drank got me slouchy my homie made pot brownies we fed them to our class

Got kicked out of high school were the broken glass, swept under the table

forgoten about they think we disabled. The shit we do is nonfatal

Everyime we open our mouths they think its racial bitch get a facial

im rising from behind call it anal bent over the table let me enable you watch me on the cable

 

Call this the beginning of the end i used to idolize these rappers now im the enemy among friends

My homies turned they backs on me its time like this when you can really see who will stand by your side

i modified the game ratified my name call me the new hero of rap it'll be justified all the same

I used to consider my self suicidal tried to climb high on the sidewall almost dorwned in a wave tidal

My vitals beeting low, they startin to slow beginnning to show the effects of flow

One more line and i might lose it heart rate split i must admit this my first time but you knew it

 

Pushin permanently thats what i got in for, i'm on a mission to spread product to the rich and the poor

How is it im still broke always looking to toke still lost at sea floating away on my boat

I'm starting to sink tthese substances are making it harder and harder to blink and think

i dont sleep i need to rethink my gameplan, i thought i was on the right path guess im not the same man

 

Crack rocks got my friends crazy guess who's giving birth to a new baby

Everyones gettin pregnant these days these bitches be crazy

i don't trip or let it fade me i know i'll be the one who stays free

Give it a couple years and your best friend stacey will be laced up and spacey

 

bunch of Idiots these days full of self irrogance and rage still on the same page all trapped one cage

while i stand alone offstage i disengage myself from the norm in which people have come to form

media so fucked up cant stay settled anymore, so focoused on the negative they neglect to give

the heroes their decorative honors, all these fuckers theses days consecutive big shots

insesnitive giving lower class a sedative telling them to go fuckin dig their own grave plus on for their relatives