It has been lame since the world locked me out
It's like I blacked out, and I was gone without a doubt.
No body would hear my scream or shouts
It was only due to my every burning persistence
And my stobborn insistence... to be recognized and seen.
That people got over the fact that I am only thirteen.
Sometimes I would like to give all ma critics a peice of my mind
I just wanna let all my emotions spill and unwind.
It aint a crime to be lyrically strong, but dont get me wrong.
Its been long since I lost my patience
Last time I did, I gave da hospital five new patients.
My actions were criminal and blatent.
Thats why the state wouldn tolerate me
Or aknowledge that I was a tight emcee
So although rage was bubbling in me
I had to pack it all within me.
But now I wanna lock my problems away,
And get back to my feestyling, freerhyming and pimp grinding.
Remember my story as your life is unwinding.