I didn’t know how to start a rap for a long time Now I’m going at it and defending the laws like I’m Einstein Been on the grind to improve my skills Took the risk Made a diss Feel like bliss Now I get recognition only when I’m pissed Well it’s about time Getting better with it like I’m fine wine Putting together each and every rhyme Till it slaps harder then you moma on her prime People asking me what’s up Ummm the sky you uncultered swine The fuck you mean did we go back in time Is this it the 90s People got the nerve to still be walking Round in their tighty whiteys What’s wrong do you feel like crying Why, cuz you heard the truth and now you feel like your parents been lying Didn’t you know this world like rock climbing But without the rope Careful don’t choke The moment you lose your grip and slip Voltures will be flying So wipe your tears little baby