City of Welkom

I was born in the ghetto, they said I'm nothing special
I moved out of the hood, turned me into a rebel
I attended Aurora, they called me Rich Kid
I mean I had the aura so they just insisted
But my parents were nurses, in a city with murders
We were facing some hurdles, barely scratching the surface
Pops had to make a plan hustled in England
St Dominic's I enrolled at it I was a ladies man
I had my girl Vicki, that was my first fan
She said if God's with me, I could be anything
So I put it to rhyme, Katez, Livos and I
Then I started to battle, I slaughtered everybody
That's the end of discussion and I won't entertain it
If you were there and you saw it you knew I was gonna make it
That was by any means, I felt like Malcolm
This is my hometown, welcome to Welkom

I'm eager to find the truth
I really ain't trying to lose
I'm thinking of ways to honour all the
Promises I made from youth
It's part of my destiny
I know it was meant to be
In the city of Welkom, Welkom
In the city of Welkom

Some might say in ninth grade it's likely you'd find me
Just vibing to beats on a daily
The ladies would often portray me as crazy
But baby my dad never drove a Mercedes
I never honour the marijuana
Cos rapping is all I wanted
To do, meanwhile back at the school
Like Dean Elgar the dude, and I wasn't as cool
I mean he hit century after century
I was drowning in jealousy
No academic type, but I could rap and recite
Was young black with a mic, You know the stereotype
Friends were housebreaking and started to gangbang
But me, well I be damned for doing the same thing
Every morning, I'm recording, I was born to be enormous
Going all in, I'm the Jordan of performance when I'm touring
Then I saw it, had to pause it
That's a round of applause at the Grammy awards

I'm eager to find the truth
I really ain't trying to lose
I'm thinking of ways to honour all the
Promises I made from youth
It's part of my destiny
I know it was meant to be
In the city of Welkom, Welkom
In the city of Welkom

I'm sorry mama I gotta be honest
During my school years I never worked the hardest
I mean I had potential and you know it too
Your only baby who started reading at age 2
I know you worry 'bout me I see it in your eyes
You tell me you ain't worried, what a beautiful lie
Please don't worry 'bout me mama I'ma work the hardest
Mama I'ma make it, I will never die a starving artist

I'm eager to find the truth
I really ain't trying to lose
I'm thinking of ways to honour all the
Promises I made from youth
It's part of my destiny
I know it was meant to be
In the city of Welkom, Welkom
In the city of Welkom