My Story Lyrics

I didn't ask God to put me here in 89

But man, oh man, I'm glad that he gave me my

Gift of life Years later I gripped the mic

At first I admit that this kid was shy

All the way up until my junior year

Quiet kid memories, that's my life souvenirs

At a young age I was influenced to do this

Sitting in the backseat, listening to music

My mom played Marvin Gaye between R&B

There was the breaks with Curtis Blow

The very first time I heard someone flow

Man, it blew my mind You don't even know

A 90's kid Cypress Hill, Biggie and Pac

A rap superstar That's something that I want

When I listen to the radio and mix CDs

The shit I heard, that's what made me me

So here's a toast to those that came before me

So many influencers, no top three

So many legends, something I hoped to be

But I guess that this was meant to be

I guess this was meant to be

I guess it was meant to be

I guess it was meant to be

I guess that this was meant to be, yup

At 16 in my room alone writing poetry

The 16's for Mac, yo, I didn't know a thing

I'd rap crouched down by my washing machine

Cause I was too scared to tell my mom What I was doing

On the other side Of that garage door

Most of the time I was lost in a war

Between what I loved and what they thought

But I kept at it, hitting up open mic spots

Around the IE everyday freestyling

I got tapes and tapes, I swear that's all me

It was so pure, riding my bike to the swap meet

So me and the homie could go cop some beats

This is my story, my story, my history

It's engraved inside of all these memories

I gotta let it out, gotta let it breathe

This is how you'll know who I was and whom I'll be

So here's a toast to those that came before me

So many influencers, no top three

So many legends, something I hoped to be

But I guess that this was meant to be

I guess this was meant to be

I guess it was meant to be

I guess it was meant to be

I guess that this was meant to be, yup