See I was born back in 84
Without a damn clue what was in store.
And further more even if I could brah.
I´d do it all again, real shit brah.
Advocate of rapping and doing me,

I ended up rapping re-newing me.
Ended up being better then the last.
A whole new cutter for the new class.
Every time I think about the first step I ever took alone
made me realize the prince was made for the throne.
Defeated the peace, sword from stone, smoking so much weed I´m better off alone.

I´m so gone, now niggaless.
I can´t disappear stress, my life´s way beyond yo mama knows best.
But can´t forget that I´m blessed.
but feel so cursed cause I can´t stop the curse from spitting.
Without feeling like I´m phony
cause I speak my thoughts every time I think em up.

I guarantee you I will win,
if I was ever wrong this moment ain´t it.
So I´m psychic in the in end.
I think my thoughts and reality lets them In, in, in.

Tell me who´s all ready to go?
Who´s all, ready to go?
Higher up, higher up I say higher up.