It Creeps Me Out Sometimes To Think

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.

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

In My Mind I'ma Fighter, My Heart's A Lighter, My Soul Is The Fluid. My Flow Sparks It Right Up.

I Love The Attention But I Don't Like Too Much Of It.

I Truly Believe I May Be Getting Too Big For My Own Good.