i kno u gonna love me like we in the back woods
im on my own all alone perfectin rap in the back woods
i make my own rules like jacob makes jewels
dont think about crossin me dont act a fool
its ludicrous because people tell me im going wrong
but i be down in my room practicin blowing songs
out of the radio hopin to make a name for myself
i play games for my health the books on the shelf
are being filled with rhymes with the quickest of time
every line is full with words expressin my signs
of stress and pain if u read it u prolly go insane
in ur brain like cypress hill i wanna be in the game
and become king like checkers checkin mates like chess
three or four hours of sleep workin all the time no rest
become the best a legend that will be unforgettable
everyone depressed everyone feels so regrettable