[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

Niggas 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 nigga up

And pointed at them niggas sprinting away

[Not Verse, Talking Part]

Mannn, that shit was gay man. I ain't even.. I ain't even do shit to them niggas man. Like, I was looking at em like I was uncomfortable, it's cause they was some fuckin hood niggas! What the fuck I'm supposed to do with that shit? I don't know nothing about no hood niggas. 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 nigga 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 niggas 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, niggas 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 niggas in that room is like... My niggas now. Kinda. You know how it be. Niggas 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