~In These Days, all I can Imagin Is Gettin Blazed Wit Hayze~
~Too Young To Get a Raise, Aint I Aint In a Prebuscent Faze~
~Finding Different Ways To Get this Green, In Descreet-Layers~
~Defeat-Players, Producers Coming to Me For Mah Sheets-of-Paper~
~Creating Fire As Best As I possibly Can, Makin Thunder-Proud~
~and Like A Protruding Zombie, Im Still Tryin To Make it out From The Underground~
~Coming Up Is Harder Than You Think, Most People Fake-They-Past~
~Me?, I Talk The Truth, like that Anti-Fag(cigarette) Company, Cant Break-My-Pact~
~That i Made Including Remebering Where Im From, Keep My raps Factual~
~Asking-You, Real Questions, My Stuff is True And Actual~
~Mom Needs This Money, Cronie Understand the Stakes-Is-Up~
~I Dont Care About The Publicity Or Jewels, I need To Make-It-Up~
~Sick-Of-The-Hood, The Bricks-and-The-Mudd, shits-Nasty~
~Cant Incase Me, Till The Grave I will Understand what The Task-Be~
~The Industry is my Way Out Of Misery, From The Man-Handling-Grey~
~This Is My Story Of Coming Up, No Man can Stand-In-The-Way~