I grew up on radio stations
I blame my dad and his playlist
The music sunk into my skin and
From within- it made changes
Man I was really just a kid
'Fore they put me on stages
'Fact if we go further back
Then I think I can trace it to
Family drives, down the old coast road
Where they all row boats, in the old folks home
Twelve hour ride to the same four albums
Brand new whip but the same old outcome
Same old songs in the young man head
On repeat, get a young man fed
Hypnotized by the perfect lines
And it turned my mind to rhymes myself
Why's this so important to you?
Don't you know there's so much in life?
You could make it work stay in school
Honestly think that I'd rather die
Back back with the back pack
On the young man, with the sun tan
Done bad, hit em with a Dunce cap
Scum bags, spitting in his lunch bag
Never thought I'd punch back
Hunch back, Quasimodo
How I felt
You don't know bout scare and welts
You can't fathom isolation
That could make you kill yourself
World on fire, but I got flow
I seen highs man I seen lows
I seen roads where the cold wind blow
And I seen death knocking at my door
Shit, I ain't let him in, pop my medicine
I got a whole lotta reasons to live
I'm booking a flight out to London
I'll get there and get me a gig
Why's this so important to you?
Don't you know there's so much in life?
You could make it work stay in school
Honestly think that I'd rather die
Why's this so important to you?
Don't you know there's so much in life?
You could make it work stay in school
Honestly think that I'd rather die