So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin
When i became eleven. same age i made my first confession,
And tell me why would we just think about
When i first started rappin’ i’m sure you had doubt
First things first, i need you to forgive
Yo check this outi'mma tell you like this
I want that title but they got me fighting under card
And i know i'm a poet, shit you saw from the start
Thinkin back to when i saw the eminem show
Zoning my second bottle, focused still on tomorrow
I saw you in principal's office, when you locked it
Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit
When i was young i saw too much strangers
I've become immune to you no name haters
Speed up, patience, please cause
I saw you in the room jerkin' off
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