This is a song about "Gave me the micphone let me rap"

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Talked me off the ledge from suicide, gave me revival.

Let me start this off with a little rap lesson

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

And let me smoosh the right one 'till it's smooshed againts me

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

The walls i couldn't break em or take em apart with a tank

And i won't forget rappad the one that gave me a grandstand

Wanted to go skate, can't, now my day is borin', damn

Share it to the world cause rza gave me the plan

The boa know they loving the crew

Stood me up, gave me no clue

Let me be angry or sad, that gets my rap into the cash.

But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class

Boobie gave me the game, change to give me some sneakers

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years