born in the trap boy darkie put it on the map where I’m at Atlanta forest park walking alone in the dark near the park as I embark I see the landmarks could nothing be better then the weather snowing so I wore a sweater in some all black timberlands so fresh I could take a picture and make the newsstands as I leave the a I gotta catch my plane sightseeing enjoying my life with all feeling the plane the wine the women my time my shine as I make it in the industry with these rhymes I clock in like back on the job as the beats in the sky on the plane I drop as if they had parachutes I execute I show them all my attributes somewhere over the ocean don’t know the longitude latitude at high altitude I’m in the mood got the mode going it’s voicing through my emotion like I said somewhere over the ocean with beautiful women for promotion it’s me starting all this commotion leave your mouth open an open mouth gets fed remember that in your head as we land new record on hand just cost recording time about a grand I got the connect better yet what can’t he do that’s my respect as I am the symptom of that effect that’s is what should be expect expected never neglected boy darkie over here reppin boy darkie on beat…