i was growing up i didn't have much
only a dreams which was out of touch
out of reach that dream was to make hot beates
my dream was to get of streets
when i was growing up i didn't know what to do ?
should i stay in or drop out school ?
ma mama said i was a fool she
also said what ever you do i will support you
so i drop out about 8th grade got a job and got paid
it was only a paper round as shit as it sounds
i didn't give a fuck how cheap i sound
this shit underground
p.s this is my frist time tell wot you think