Born in 97 Witnessed 9'11 Misbehaved detention Misbehaved suspension On my own mission Harnessing my diligence, producing music cla**ic All ish out yo mouth, cacophonic Yo bish give yo no mouth, yall platonic I spit, ebonics mixed with An ounce, of college knowledge Even tho I ain't there yet Continue to grow just as me heating up a faucet Waiting for my chariot With my b**h dressed with corset Id go bid all the, skeptics To just go lick my, nut-sack But I had too much, prozac Too high not cause I'm, chosen Poppin, tablets, like I'm, moses Im smart, yeah I'm, just precocious While you all be, precarious About me as, a musician Watch as I win, it comes to fruition Ya'll be shocked like poison Think I am free mason, tin foil then Control minds with this pen I hate my above gen Especially old man Trunk lie brother f** my father When I make it big b**h Do not take a cent of it Get out of my life All you cause is strife Grief you got, no contrite's Nah you don't, stop your crimes Leading me to have this pipe Getting high as a wind chime No exaggeration hype About these muhf**in joints Which leads me to type Up this rhymes and lines At once hit my mind Puns spew from my lungs Clung to your ear drums Like a web from spi— Ders Have a story wheres Reu-ters? Theres poverty New- Yor-kers Left with winter conditions amidst the frigid brisk crisp way below one Celsius Type cold sh** on thermostat And we worry bout our Mac Or a brand new flat hat Or a brand new Chanel bag f**a whats up with that I take it back To straight rap No more crap Born in 97 Witnessed, Iraq invasion Misunderstood resentment Misunderstood religion Bar mitzvah Protected like a condom But right now it is time I leave that framework Seeping to new age in my lifes foundations Makin my own connections and networks By starting in the basement lead to concerts Around the globe Message of hope Image of cope Pigment of chalk But I walk The talk I bark the bark With my dogs Never balk Or retreat We ain't puppies Nah im spittin intelligence For the folks with indigence For the old with polident For my peoples sufferein For the conglomerate of this nation Don't care your f**in ethnic persuasion