This is a song about "Starting of a band"

Starting in yo possession think it's time for a lesson

Put them out randomly hopin' that i get some

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

The blueprint is starting to sway since it cant identify a metaphor.

Either a gang nor band but the people still roar like lions when i make more fans

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

On the come up just starting a little late

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

I feel like im starting to fade, feelin like this shit might be a little delayed.

Like trying to sing a bon jovi song without the use of the band.

Box logo hoodies and goodies from buddies that understand

Instead of putting money towards the schools for todays band of kids

And anybody who plays sports, you know you got politics

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

And i'm tired of these whites starting fights cause they can't reach my heights,