yo dis is a freestlye of my story,
ayo.....i entered tha game age fourteen/
wit nuthin in my pocket but a dolla bill and a half full canteen/
waitin outiside da studio hopin to be seen/
hopefully get noticed,and enter on real screen/
all dat happened,two years later/
when i had some shoes,and a fancy lighter/
i wus standin ova there on dat street corna/
when a limo came up to me,and pulled ova/
i dindt know who they were,til an hour lata/
theyd heard i was some kid rockin da mike/
keepin it real flippin his tongue like a dike/
they invited me to lunch/
i was so hungry i quickly started to munch/
i jus finished smokin an ounce,they had a hunch/
so they brought me to tha studio/
where i made my debut on da radio/
rappin at commercial breaks,wit some good flow/
thats the first place,i started to glow/
i was a local star,i soon started to know/
started becoming arrogant so i got kicked off/
started fightin fo my life again and a bit o dough/
my career was movin,way too fricken slow/
i went back,asked for a second chance/
they said if i restarted,theyd hire some kid called lance/
so i got my pen and started to write/
songs this time,that started to bite/
but little by little,my game got better/
i soon got a record deal,by word of letter/
i got sent to long beach where my rhymes got smoother/
my debut cd was ready,down came to support me was my mother/
i didnt sell many copies at first and i got discouraged/
then my pop came along and buil up ma courage/
now im hittin platinum/
doin 50 a week on cardboard or aluminum/
i was famous and could now afford rum/
a day started takin 80 tokes/
not once did i choke/
i aint gon forget anyone dat helped me on dis long road/
yall helped me,by following da code/
theres my newest freestyle,tell me what you think.i dont give a fuck bout hater voters.
i know some of it blows.