took part in this craft a long time ago
undeniable skill, strong rhymes and flow
anti-social, needed a brew just to talk
before i knew it i was too drunk to walk
used to do drugs all the time, but i did change
at the time felt my life was a big waste
for those wonderin’ why do i spit flames
and outshine when i rhyme on a mixtape
climb into this brain, you will find he's a bit strange
lost his mind in the fifth grade
could’ve died from a knife to the rib cage
no gun but carries a pipe and a switch blade
time flies, we live then we all die
can’t believe how quickly it’s gone by
equipped wit’ a strong mind
i love music, believe it i’ma spit for a long time ..