[Verse 1]

Picture the stubborn child

Running wild, rebellious

With nothing to rebel against

Smart but his grades show no evidence of intelligence

In class, all he ever passed was a spare pencil for friends

His mother sent him to a church school

There was no [?]

But he was running from the reverend

Year eight and still no sign of any development

No, just the regular fights with [?]

But this is where it all changed

The last bell, for the day

I'm walking to the bus stop with the school mates

Slowly as always

Even though we couldn't wait to leave

Sometimes, they'll just be roaming on hallways

[?]

Dean, Daniel and Anthony [?]

Just to name a few

So you know he weren't a loner

Anyway, he accidentally spat on someone's trainers

The boy told him wipe it off

But never knew he chose the wrong youngen to play with

Because even though he's older

This youngen was courageous and outrageous

So, he had him on his arse like a sofa

But he was brainless, thinking it was over

Because he rose from the pavement

And stabbed him in his shoulder

The kid lived but any innocence he had left inside him

Came out with the blood from the wound

[Interlude]

I know it's like the end of the year

I'm reminiscing

And my memory's just gone as far back as secondary school

Get me?

Ah

[Verse 2]

Picture a teenager off the rails

Numerous court dates

Regular mug shots, police reviewing his portraits

It won't be long before he becomes a prisoner

And most of his friends are in a situation similar

From when you've been arrested

Bunch of DNA signature is stored in a database

You might think you got away

With something that you did until it pops up at a later date

Don't act like it's a minor when it's a biggie, Christopher

He was a street robber slash car thief

White and b shotter, living with his auntie

Police dodger

140 BPM for an heartbeat

Just ran around forever

Warrants out for his arrest

Going home is not an option with this amount of feds

Often watching his house, just in case he returned

But he never came around since he left

His mother told him hand himself in and get it over with

Wishing less and he finally was caught

Because every time he was in court

The prosecution spoke of it

He won't return if you give him bail

Put him on remand, his type deserves to live in jail

And send him to a place where they give him hell

Four months later, the game him three years

And twelve months consecutive

One judge, two sentences

[Interlude]

Wait it out

G's like on some elephant shit right now

Gotta remember, you get me?

I started all of that

Where we going?

[Verse 3]

Now picture the same teenager coming out as an adult

Tight around his ankle, early release

"welcome home", said his niggas when he returned to the streets

He told them that he's found another path

He's shown him a couple of paths

And after what they heard, they agreed

If a man has got the talent

There ain't a reason on this planet

From stopping to make it happen

Many haven't

Which made them take it further in deep

When pirate radio was at its peak

Twenty MCs on the SweatBox

Fighting for the mic, but guess what?

He became the Lennox of the scene

In a short space of time

And his debut was like someone else's best of

You can see the transition in this man's mission

And all he had was a plan and some ambition

Pen, pad, backpack and a damn vision