Fame Hit Me Like A Ton Of

My Rhyming Skills Got You Climbing Hills, I'll Travel Through Your Mind Into Your Spine Like Siren Drills.

I Don't Like To Give The Sob Story: Growing Up In A Single-parent Home, Never Knew My Father, My Mother Never Worked, And When Friends Came Over I'd Hide The Welfare Cheese. Yo, I Failed Ninth Grade Three Times, But I Don't Think It Was Necessarily 'cause I'm Stupid. I Didn't Go To School. I Couldn't Deal.

I Got A Generation Brainwashed To Pop Pills And Smoke Pot Til They Brains Rot.

They Said I Rap Like A Robot, So Call Me Rapbot.

That's Why We Seize The Moment Try To Freeze It And Own It, Squeeze It And Hold It.