i started from the trenches, smoking charc on the park benches
didnt start for perfection but more of an aggression
but the more ya started stressing the more i started confessing
that in this rap world to make it, i need a gun for protection
in case someone feel neglected and un respected
then the next second hes squeezing hes weapon
leaveing'em breathless for needing to test this
believe it im restless, till im leaving as the best kid
im egar to mess with, niddles to pierce ya flesh with
im evil with the best wit,
this beef?,
i got the "food stamp" like im cashing check's W.I.C
milking rap like nest-quick,
till everyone thinks im the Best Bitch......