This's somthin' 4 tha people,
Even tha one's who shootin' needles,
My crew, my girl, even cats who seem see through,
Even my dad who I don't know I don't need you,
I'm keep doin' my shit fo' all of y'all too,
I been writin' since thirteen,
Rappin' since sixteen,
I'm twenty wit' plenty of skill to last another fifteen,
Years took me a while to persevere,
But I'm here so you emcees best watch and fear,
Like tha boogeyman comin' out closets,
Tears drippin' like faucets,
Your world you just lost it,
(Whoosh!) turn everythin' upside down,
I come to claim tha undaground,
And stir it around,
Wit' my vision, my voice, my heart keep persistin',
That I neva stop hip hop 'til I'm to def to listen,
Now wha'!

I'm not hea to talk shit, start beef, or any of that stupid shit.
I'm just hea fo' tha love of tha music and to do my thang.
But if you come at me son... shit I'm quick to react.
Chi City's soon to be greatest Knaledg1. One