[Intro]

*talking and shit*

[Verse 1]

When I was 15, I said fuck this
I'mma chill
Sophomore year
Fresh in the mirror what I appeared
What was clearer was my disposition
I mean foreal
Shit I made it through depression, I don't even take my pill
My skills? Shit I write some poetry and play guitar
Teachers said I was articulate
But shit, I wasn't for it
Every month I asked my mother anything she could afford
Took my ass to Jugrnaut, copped everything up out the store
Hit the ave, with my boys.. me and my mans was tight
Lookin back, its prolly more cause my pants was tight
Really nothin but the product of
Wantin to have a follower
Wasn't bothered til I peeped that he had ran from a brawl
N***as trippin best
Disrespect
Got my shit decked
Pushed me in the bushes shit, at least I ain't get my shit checked
Grabbed my broken glasses out the grass, I wasn't trippin
Aaron helped a n***a up
And pointed at them n***as sprinting away
[Not Verse, Talking Part]

Mannn, that shit was gay man. I ain't even.. I ain't even do shit to them n***as man. Like, I was looking at em like I was uncomfortable, it's cause they was some fuckin hood n***as! What the fuck I'm supposed to do with that shit? I don't know nothing about no hood n***as. I don't know how to fight. MY FACE HURT MAN!!! My glasses all broke and shit. Gotta walk to the fucking train man, FUCK! Whaddup Spiff

[Verse 2]

Same year same season
Posted in the P
With the same lil n***a I had mentioned in the previous
Cold then a muhfucka man lets hit a crib
We had our Penfield, Nudies man I swear we was twins
Nohomo
Let's find some shit to blow though
We rolled a shitty swisher, everything revolved in slow-mo
But shit I was a smoker, I was cool, I ain't pay a lot
My n***as stayed stoned, way before Kush and OJ had dropped
Say its not
A bitch when you a kid, just as broke, hella innocent
In a safe place, n***as lookin at you militant
We was cool in summer, Oh you mobby now
You found out I was from the burbs, you tryna rob me now?
I ain't got no fuckin money, spent my 10 on the train
And my fin on some Cholie's
Other fin on some green
But "I'mma beat yo ass, and fuck yo bitch" is what he spit
I grabbed my bag (cause I had swag)
And my shit and fuckin dipped
[Not Verse, More Talking]

It's crazy cause some of them n***as in that room is like... My n***as now. Kinda. You know how it be. N***as grow up, get over shit. Lil Petty shit. Or whatever

[Bridge/Outro]

I know I'm gonna make a lot of money from rap
Cause I rap so good!

COOL STORY BRO, TELL IT AGAIN
Nah, for real