2008

Back in two thousand and eight, I was just finding myself

I was just seven years old, putting my thoughts on the shelf

Didn't fit in, overly tried to be just like everyone else

I was just fighting a lot, that's when I went up the road

Father, he told me I'm chosen, I got to stick to the code

Don't give a fuck 'bout opinions, keeping my mind in control

Fresh as the ones on my feet like I was standing in snow

The old heads they be talking a lot, so I had to get up and grow

Fast forward into high school

Ducking, dodging all the new rules

Emperor, no new groove

Mystery, no blues clues