I was 18, YOTH just dropped,

KD lacing everybody tracks,

I'm tryna loc up,

My patna told me stick it if you with it,

Don't take nothing from no critic,

Speak your truth and if you live it how you spit it,

Bear that witness,

Four Seasons my whole year,

Staring up at ceilings in my first spring,

Like why me,

My mental wasn't cool,

So I made Swim when I first hit the wave,

And Drown when I treading water,

RIOT was the sounds of cycles breaking and forgiving fathers,

And nothing feels the same now,

I cycle back to beats I made inside the

Cave and don't have thoughts of better days,

Pen could raise the roof but this man ain't for all the jazz,

I got based, stormed the base, and tore the place in half,

They won't give me all my flowers, but it's cool,

I built these projects brick by brick and never asked for nothing too,

I took my work and made it mine,

While y'all was buddy buddy,

I was in the basement with the bag over these beats,

I'm Ted Bundy,

And at the end of it, I'm me,

I know exactly who I see inside the mirror,

Finally,