Credits

I got a problem
I wanna talk about it
I started studying this rap shit
In the grade of the sixth
Walking home
My boy Sameer was like
"You wanna hear some shit?"
It's insane, Lil Wayne, A Milli
That was it
I'm hooked
Got home and I looked right in
Watchin' all these rappers
I wanted people shook like them
I wrote my first rhyme, worst time or event
I'd put it off
Two years later I'd discover Eminem
He'd drop a song with Wheezy
And that was it
I'm in
This is what I'll strive in pride with my life
But I can't tell my friends
Cause if I do
I'm just another fucking Stan

My buddy Hunter
Bumping Pac and Nas
He put me on
That's when it really took off
The motivation got strong
Buying albums, finding samples
Not for the songs, on God
Anything I could do
To find a new God
Biggie, Rakim, KRS, Treach
Sunny Bridges, Red
Every piece of carbon
I had to find a fucking rhyme in my head
Goodie Mob, Black Ice, 2:23
That's when this thought process
It really changed for me
If I'd ever wanna go for diamond
I'd have to open the mind
By closing the blinds
Become so divine
Go away for a while
Just continue to drop dimes and
I just wanna say
I admire and respect for what you've done

Moving on
Sorry the thought got lost
My mind is intertwined in this beautiful being
Named Hip-Hop
Everyday, all night
Continuing on (yeah)

Thank you everyone for what you've done