"Yo, listen up, I got a story to tell 'Bout a life I lived, and the struggles I fell I was running wild, chasing thrills and highs But the streets was cold, and the love was lies I had to grind hard, just to make a name But the fame was a trap, and the game was a shame I was chasing clout, but it wasn't the same As the love and the light, that I had in my veins I was lost in the sauce, drowning in my pain But I found my way out, through the music and the rain I started rapping, and the words started flowing Like a river of fire, my soul was glowing Now I'm here, and I won't apologize For the realness I speak, and the truth in my eyes I'm a product of the ghetto, but I won't be held down I'm a voice for the voiceless, a crown on my brow I'm a warrior, a fighter, a hustler, a boss I'm the one they all come to, when they need a dose Of realness, of authenticity, of truth and of pain I'm the one who's been through it, and came out the other side sane I'm still standing, still rapping, still reigning I'm the king of this game, and I won't be dethroned, ain't no one gonna claim my throne I'm the one and only, the best in the land My rhymes are like bullets, they'll leave a lasting stand"