THINK BACK

I remember back then, when I picked up the pen Get Rich was on the screen, fell in love

Mama bought the massacre for me, it had me writing I was so excited but I had to hide it

Since I was living with my grandma and I knew she wouldn't like it

That's back when we had CDs and no devices Spit my first rap for my friends like

Check me out, y'all like this Niggas started laughing and my face had me ashamed to try it

But I ain't quit trying, I kept going and kept it private

It's something about them sleeping on me that set me on fire

And I'm eleven at the time, knew I had time to grind

Knew that I was special, look how bright I am, my pose to shine

I stepped away for a little, at fourteen I'm back