at heart we all a kid my favorite memory memory when i graduated kindergarten 4 years old it was 2004 stepped up to the mic told em my age then the man said what do you wanna be when you grow up i took my plaque and said superman bitch whatchu think i wanna fly i wanna touch the sky i neva wanna see any of my loved ones die im not in it for just me im not even in it for you never even heard eminem's music how could i have knew asthma killin me now the nostalgia fills me what did i do with my life did i squander it ive been pondering where am i at can you see me am i like my dad or my mother sadly i never had any brothers and i left my sister when i left my mom in the double wide trailer now ive been wandering the earth reminiscing the days sittin back feet in the dirt man the summer heat really burned now my feelins gettin hurt 2020 no convertible burt ive takin so much acid but im not a savage done too many shrooms already got the broom now im sittin sober in my room kevin gates always so relatable and eminem making my brain debatable i aint no rap god nor a devil i was gonna spit a line bout bein a shovel marshall put that idea in the dirt already got that new album music to be murdered by polish up my gun i dont own and point the muzzle now heres a puzzle i exhaust my muscle and keep things tidy never lackin hustle i think in diamonds not the rock or crystal but the field too witch a balls on now my balls gone first second or third to the pitcher will i get richer then i pull the zipper and hit her with the bat treat the pussy like a door mat not really tho oh lord where do i go need a license to drive and a car to pick up the bros dont even have no hoes already experienced the trap nose goes to blow not for me tho nothing i cant over throw