Welcome to Evil 2

Started with a dream, was rapping on different things

Gotta take you back to when I was fourteen

Foster care living, articulating my visions

Living off provisions and sneaking all in the kitchen

Never had support so I was building a back bone

Couldn't get attached like them old school telephones

I was never ringing home, cause I always been alone

Looking like a Motorola tryna find the closure

Getting in this rap game tryna find exposure

Steady getting better but always been over looked

That first evil tape had everyone over shook

I took a couple years the game was over cooked