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[Turntable needle drops]
[Static begins]

Sixteen I earned my chops and now there ain’t no turning back
You wanna face the facts, then focus, know I got the fixins to
Address the people listening, lemme put it more specific
This ain’t my stankin’ job, I define the fuckin business
Used to lack commitment, call it Clinton and his wife
Now raps are my Lewinski, why I’m doin’ em outta sight – HA
Used to skip class, and that was back in the day
Still workin for next to nothing, til this record makes change
Used to be bent up on what they thought of my songs
Reluctance in my blood, I was stallin to get along
Used to drown demons with a bottle of jack
But now a pad and a pen making up my plan of attack
Used to skate by, not giving a fuck
Then I built a balance with my skill and occupation, facin my
Fears, was an everyday occurrence til I blurred the lines
And put my mind and my money where my mouth was at

I found that, the old saying was true
Like the birds of a feather, two and two’ll flock together
Overcome in any weather, now there’s nothing to prove
Except for to myself, see there’s mountains to move
Reflected on the disrespect, what they rejected
“Like, Nate you’ll never hack it, cause rappin’ over records
Is a waste of yer time,” I kept my head up high
Commenced upon the grind, no permission to try
Saw the hate all in their eyes, while despising my rhymes
They made a full time living, claimed that I was nothing different?
Stuck to my convictions like time behind bars
Then I bet on my persistence, it was bound to take charge
Thinkin bout the past year like “what the hell happened?”
Somewhere in the middle between brain-dead and manic
I threw up my hands, like fuck this, I’m done with this bullshit
Then I buckled down and got my life back

I was straight wasting my time, they call it bent up
I been down, more times than I done been up, but that’s how
You learn to stand, when tha shit hit the fan
Don’t let it get the better, best believe I understand
These days, the good ones aren’t always around
Lost the better ‘o my friends, cause they wasn’t all down
That’s fine, man, I know I’m not living it big
But a hand mighta helped when I was down in the shit
Where I’m going been a long time coming and you know this
I’m focused now best believe I wasn’t always perfect
More slumps than escalation on this ride of life
Seems I found a niche to make the mornings alright
For reasons unseen, they feel I’m being obscene?!?
From daydreams, to drowning, I been finding my peace
That means, that I’m doubted, make a fool of myself
Then fuck it, so be it, time I focused on self

Pour another one out for all the people we lost
This shit ain’t as simple as I once woulda thought
Honest to god, I’m trying to stay on topic
But my logic ain’t so on, when the story’s straight chaotic
Since birth, rough and rugged, still my attitude is fuck it
You can’t change the past, only take and learn from it - Take
Nothing for granted, put advancement in the forefront
Never gonna be happy, ‘less you’re doin what you wanna
Lesson learned that livin life is really only what you love in it
Deprivin’ her o’ more, of course she bound to be a bitch
With that being said, think we should table the topic
Put focus on an introduction of the man here to rock it
The function here that I started, is really more of a movement
So tell me now that you’re listening, what the fuck am I doing?
I make these tracks cause I love em, no other reason above it
Though I’m known to go by fiction, this is truth that I’m spewing