Aye it pretty c I'm hear to tell you my story grow up on that east side daddy locked up 8 years of my life 1st grade i was abodes my god ma my life wasn't easy but i only got thought cause of my grandma gale at 10 she died i was lost crying me eyes out almost everyday but i pulled throw in the 6th grade now my life anit no easier my daddy just got out its 2016 now and and i still cry about my grandma doe i sit in my room sometimes and think about me life i anit gone let it stop me doe in the 6th grade now 7a's and 1 b and I'm still gone follow my dreams seat in my room write my raps and make my clothes aye thought that hard life was gone stop me seating in my room crying everyday selling d** yet n***a you thought nothing gone stop me pretty c got that hard life nothing gone stop me I'm a mashen this my story and no ones going to stop me this is pretty c and I'm taking this world by storm