[Intro]

Mr. Porter

"Ryan Daniel Montgomery, 5'9"

July 5, 1977. Detroit, Michigan

Porter, you a real nigga, man."

And you know this!

[Verse 1]

It all started with a Starter coat

The starter pistol got us out the momma jokes

The house party finally started, now it's time to go

Get some pussy sponsored by the barber and a bar of soap

I'm stealing cars, wasn't logical

But on the brighter side, it taught us how to drive 'em though

We used to tilt them bitches with screw drivers, so

I'm kinda used to being at the bottom of your columns, ho

But the Billboard list was kinda comical

How the fuck was it designed and chronicled?

I can see it now for sho'

Bunch of "Blasés" from a bunch of artists with a timeless flow

Getting trampled over on a 20-year-old blogger flow

If 'Pac ain't on your list then you ain't fuckin' logical

I'm talkin' up the shit, not no fuckin' 5 or 4

What you gon' tell me when I tell you 'Pac

Introduced me to the fuckin' UNLV Starter coat?

It all started with a Starter coat

Wonderin' why Brenda threw that baby in the garbage fo'

On my way to cop my navy blue Starter coat, uh

It all started with a Starter coat

The starter pistol kept niggas out here from startin' smoke

Without it, I'd be dead or be an artichoke

The 9 iron; armor in the heart of gold (It's that fo')

Nobody with you, nigga, that's the Art of War (Let's go to war)

But do not forget your fucking Starter coat (That's my mama)

Woah, (What kinda coat is that?) Starter coat

[Bridge]

"I grew up with three brothers

As soon as I was born, my lungs collapsed

And I had to be hooked up to a ventilator."

[Verse 2]

Now a nigga shining though

Growing up, I gave a lot of niggas shiners though

I gave a lot of people my respect

Daddy taught me that one, growing up

He threw me through a shower door

I used to wonder why my uncle looking startled fo'

Crawlin' around all on the ground like his heart is broke

I found out he got a crack problem

And he thought he dropped a couple particles

Well I'm a fucking alcoholic, so

Who am I to judge? I'm just honorable

I be temporarily in love when I'm inside a ho

I'm a pure artist, I don't need to see the charts

To know the art is under our control

Highs, lows, problems, pain, drama, that's what's optimal

I guess I'm just the best, I'm thanking God

And feeling awesome though

Cause I survived the era of the Starter coat, uh

It all started with the Starter coat

I lost my virginity aboard the fucking Boblo boat (Woah)

I ain't graduate on time, I ain't go to college, so

A couple friends of mine did, other friends of mine dead

I'm fuckin' reminded, just because I made the most money

That don't mean I went the farthest though (Woah)

I hope my college friends reminded

You got degrees that don't mean you the smartest though

Mo' money, mo' problems

I lost plenty mo' marbles on my marble floor

Than I left in my Starter coat

What they taught us that was all a joke

You may not got a lotta dollars at least you got a post

I'm arguing with Satan, screaming "I don't barter souls!

Please don't take my memories of me and my Starter coat!"

[Outro]

What kind of coat is that? Starter coat

What kind of coat is that? Starter coat

What kind of coat is that? Starter coat

What kind of coat is that? Starter coat