im thinking back way back when i didnt have jack conteplaiting selling crack spiting about my life on this tracks only having dreams of getting racks i still remember eating with them roaches and the rats making money like im stil stuck in the trap making even more money off of my rap like a nascar racer round and round on this track till i overlap they gona thank me for putting my city on the map look how i go oh u going slow im so super fast haters getting mad getting closer to my goals im getting glad never lack never slack just moving forward aint no turning back i wont stop untill i succeed its time to up the speed have to get myself up my feet have to do it for myself and my seed cos im a difrrent pedegree yes a diffrent breed have to get my bars and flow on the beat on fleet get myself off of this streets deafeat every beat that any producer troughs at me God you have to help me get off my knees