[Intro]

I know it's been a minute

Damn, I wanna say this shit

Fuck it

[Verse]

I thought I was signed at 19

I swore I was signed at 19

Couldn't think this shit a nigga might've seen

Sitting shawty in the mozzy with the king

Bangin' Hov, Lost one, no hook like, Mary supposed to sing

Takes me back to how it all went down with Big Bruce and shit

He supposed to be training how high me and Deuce could get

Quik told me I could sneak in on some producer shit

Mike Lynn told me your pen is what the future sent

I guess I was just ambitious and impatient

Shit, when you that lit, that shit contagious

I have witnessed success at different stages

From just coming up to 30 plus years of grеatness

Doc, I know you mad busy

Just wanted to holla at you

Hope you ain't mad with mе

I know I went in my head

But shit, I had to leave

You closed the gym, I lost my job, but still I had to eat

Oh yeah, I had a seed

We both stubborn as shit, and don't listen

I heard you lost your junior, condolences, know you miss him

Being you like a father to me

He like my sibling

So when I heard the news, though it hurt me, kept my distance

Remember when we first bonded

You responded to me

Knowing every lyric with, nigga you want it

Finally played you my shit

Impressed, but kept it honest

Said, I was still in college

Now graduated with honors

I just wanted your interest

We talked about the industry over the bench press

And how you been stressed

You shared what you and Jimmy I was planning

To make some headphones with your name

Brand brand and shit

You used to drop me off Avalon's by Campus

Same school used to swoop young Cube

Now that's random

More coincidentally, share the musical chemistry

Shared the greatest artist you touched

And seen him in me

Seen Pac, seen Snoop, seen Em in me

I guess I was Kendrick before Top had T.D.E

What happens when you and your idol is best friends

And your dreams jump out of the screen

It's just it

Honest to say, you the Quincy Jones of bass

Generations of praise, tracing the color of the race

I hate when niggas scream Aftermath after the case

When they wasn't active, when Aftermath was actually made

See me, I been amazed since N.W.A

To this day Boyz-N-The Hood, best shit ever played

Congratulations, Straight Outta Compton made major waves

Yeah the album and the movie broke records to set it straight

Stat Quo, Bishop Lamont, made me wait

That was part of our debate, which artists I would have ate

Your young apprentice with that persistence you can relate

Making several beats a day goes right and not getting paid

Shit, I did it off the strength of a legend giving me praise

Allowing me at just 21 to be in this space

Shit, it's all I really needed

Borrowed some of your genius

Picked your brain every evening to knowledge what I was seeking

Gave your boy a lot and I'm forever dedicated

I'm going for my doctorate, and it's just extra credit

The current state of hip-hop, I cannot control

But I would never skip class without my doctor's note

You told me keying on my goals then fucking lock and load

Might take a couple of airs off, might come and stop the show

Me, I'm always fucking shine, you know I got the glow

Before I go I gotta show the world this dago though

Sincerely