From quick memos to paragraphs And paragraphs to pages Time waits for no man And it has been so for ages As long as I can remember Musics been a part a my life Ready to do this shit Hit record so i hit up this fuckin Mic Yeah were all here Trying to fuckin make It I'm one of the many who never graduated Made it to 12th grade and i fuckin quit But im still kickin in this bitch, ready to flip the switch Back on my grind, ready to shine, gonna get mine, cuz the time is flyin by, man I gotta fuckin try R double O T, best believe ima shine, ima climb to build my shrine, while I'm still in ma fuckin prime 27 now, started in the 7 grade I shouldve had it now, i shouldve had it made But i slacked off and backed off from gettin on stage Had everything written down, spittin for days But im back now, now I gotta get outta this cage Show all them nay sayers who laughed in my face Man fuck em bitches... Ima let em hate.. Roots the name your mouth can run, hows that fuckin taste Comin in hot like napalm, say sum, laying down lyrics like bricks like masons, stay calm and watch this beat get laid down, stayed on this since day one and im ready to drop like A-bombs on take one, On a conquest to greatness one man army marchin in Bring the fire when i speak Call me an arsonist Ive fought to survive and still fighting everyday Working that 9 to 5s Im just tryna get paid Starting from the bottom Starting with the starter pack Gonna hit this ground Harder n a fat bitch wit a heart attack The martyrs Back at it attacking the heart of rap