This is a song about "Tyvo in tha buildin"

Career bout to commence buildin up suspense

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

Ya blew trial and tha judge gave you

And all the shit you went through

These are al the symptoms of growing up in tha hood.

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good

I got tha word as hell

Dmv they know me well

Buildin' tracks snappin', smack you with a sack of facts

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

Searching for fortune and fame

My flow's insane you feel tha pain

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

Tha hip-hop heights my types are flowin' but tha best