INTRODUCTION

I write my story Nobody else I was only 13 Out here swimming Mike Phelps Thought I was the man Voice cracking like a belt God had bigger plans Started looking at myself Looking at myself Looked into my eyes I was tired of Force feeding myself all these lies The disguise was no longer valid Now I'm tryna balance My socials and private It's a challenge It's a challenge tryna be me I'm tryna be 3D in a 2D world Going back and forth from Indy On the road for some hours And my gas looking empty Reminisce on times When the glass was half empty Now it's half full We ain't have food Back on Zodiac But Lord knows Now we living good As we should Putting on my crown As I'm taking off the hood And I know I'm on the way To be the Midwest best Mama told me to impose And stop trying to impress I was hitting hang cleans Just to shoulder off the stress You don't know about clean If you don't know bout a mess Room still a mess Cause my mind is in idle I ain't keeping up the faith I can't even find my bible I'm a man of mistakes But I won't worship idols When it comes down to it All my values made me vital Values made me vital I ain't worried bout no views I'm just worried bout respect On my name and my truth I'm just worried bout them checks For my games and my shoes I'm just worried Imma flex On my gang and my crew Kids next door DBM And the clan I ain't have no silver spoon I was eating out the can Mom and pops doin' everything they could And they can Now the whip so clean I'm a say that line again Now the whip so clean Now the whip so clean Now the whip so clean I'm a say that line again Now the whip so clean Now the whip so clean Now the whip so clean I'm a say that line again Now the whip so clean Now the whip so clean Now the whip so clean I'm a say that line again Now the whip so clean Now the whip so clean Now the whip so clean I'm a say that line again