This is a song about "How it all started"

The spotlights on me, how is it all going down?

I done seen a nigga drop find god and skip town

So if he die, and came back, would he try to save rap

When i first started rapping this is how i really spat

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

It all started back when i was only 16 years old.

Hittin your door while your car's spinning, hitting the wall

Then discribe how it tasted like dessert to us all

Whatever started it

Then play you all my latest shit

Honey brown, caramel, coffee brown, chocolate

Ain't got started but your daughters wish it

Still no matter how much i love it, i still wish i never started,

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

It started off ages ago

That's why i'm in the club like fuck it, though