yeah as a little kid i never knew what i was doing nor where i was going had to always make it in oder not to destroy it had to handle sh*t on my own nobody ever told what i loved will turn into mold now things changed coz im grown and i know too much people stab your back and then they keep in touch i should probably stop speaking and i just keep on drafting nigguh stop eyeing my business coz you be lying i mean whats life without dreams many fake nigguhs thinking that they own it you should know everybody in this sh*t is in it to win it then keep it and after that mould it up into a vision but thats why im on it though yeah i might still be underated but i own this show c'mon put me on i don't care about the glow and sh*t just think about what we could've accomplished you and i if only we could work together another mans trash is another mans treasure