My story This is my my story today I spit the truth about a lifetime so far with not a lot of glory. So please listen to painful words of a true story. It's like I think back to back in the day when things just didn't go my way. A young kid with a fucked up childhood that broke him. The events of my past are pretty grim. And the chances of the memories upping and gone are pretty slim. When I think back it's like do you remember when. Your old man moved you and brother to Liverpool. 9 years old no friend down south. Entering a whole new school. And getting bullied for the sound of the words that came out my mouth. My father is a gutless man. But I guess this whole turn of events was gods game plan. To expose this man for what he really is. A man who ain't got no shame and takes the piss. Moved back to my mothers at 13 years old. Evntually i got to know the real truth my life story began to unfold. My life was pretty majestic young boy left to be neglected. It was like I didn't believe that this could happen this is not what I got led to belive this is not what I got told. But as the years went on. And I got older agaian. I soon realised that aswell as my father her heart was pretty cold. After being left in a desperate state of commotion. I began to get anxiety and depression and couldn't deal with the mental emotion. But I picked myself up again no matter how low I began to fall because In life your life doesn't always wanna play by the rules. And people who lead you to believe such nonsense are known as fools. Back when my dad brother and me lived in ilford lane. Too much strain on the brain for a young individual. My past seems like I can stare it back in the face everything that happened was far too visual. Coming out on top speaking the truth and expressing my talent. Can you not fucking see it mum and dad you made a miracle. Guess who's gonna wanna a piece of my puzzle when I make it your pitiful. Even after all the haters who told me I'm no good stop what your doing quit. Standing here screaming fuck you. Come and even try do what I do. Il leave your turn up side down and inside out. Most you rappers can't do what I do you just grab a mic jump up and down and scream and shout. Man in my life I've been moved around more times than a fucking chess piece. But my aim is to impress the justice of my mind peace. Don't ever try tell me I ain't hard it hard tho. Like tell me you have to undergo what I go. Cause I'm a lyrical artist. Vincent van goh. Too many fake rappers chatting shit about nothing. Half the shit you fakes say anyways most of you are bluffing. It's true what banks says. You fake mother fuckers make me feel sick. Any exscuse to chat shit pick up the mic and speak bars and about a load of rubbish you wanna be gangsters can't spit. Half of them crimes you didn't commit. So who you Tryna kid. The difference is I did. My life styles been pretty dam raw. Man half the shit my old man put me through should of been against the fucking law. Sleeping up in a car 4 handed. Spoke out of line once and my brother got back handed. Right handed. Another slap the cunt landed. After all I witnessed I left a rough life style empty handed. A loser now I'm probably branded. But watch my music your be looking back saying look how he expanded. And he done it all single handed