Blank CD’s

(Verse One)

I want to say thank you to everyone who believed
I'm willing die for this thing that I call a dream
They said I couldn’t have it, I made it without the means
Me, Hassan and Mike couldn’t wait to get in the league
Banging on that lunchroom table planted a seed
Huddled in a circle where niggas could barely breath
I was alive
Right then I knew that was where I needed to be
And I was gonna grow up becoming the best emcee
We was making money just burning the MP3S
Not really, cause we had to spend it on Blank CD's
Sharpie on the front of the disk when it hit the sleeve
Tryna' make them believe
Everybody testing me
That was the recipe
To becoming the best professionally it was meant to be
A hard knock life and I hope y’all got the respect for me
I give you all of me till the death of me

[Chorus]
So fuck with me the long way
I had to learn the hard way
I could’ve did it all day
Running through these hallways

(Verse Two)

It was all a shot in the dark
It turns out I’m cousins with Noah that built the ark
Just getting a start
Been perfecting the art
I’m Denzel in “Fallen” when he was holding his heart
I can’t believe that Wiser is hitting that 30 mark
It’s my birthday
I was never meant to be here in the first place
Now I’m marathon sprinting, I’m in first place
And I take care of my momma now that’s her place
I started in New York I’m from the birthplace
But my target audience was on the world stage
Me and music fell in love straight off the first date
First performance I was terrible, I hurt bae
Hit The Flat out in Brooklyn where I first ate
Made [three groups of two Virgil's] off my first plate
Must’ve spent a million hours on rehearse day
Must’ve spent a million dollars on this rap game

[Chorus]
So fuck with me the long way
I had to learn the hard way
I could’ve did it all day
Running through these hallways