Remember your path
BrailleMicrophone check, one two, what is this, it's friends vs. business and friends come first, I never thought this music would be lucrative, I didn't know if I was stupid or intuitive, crazy, a little bit but maybe he's brilliant, drawing the blueprint to build this as a little kid, when I was 15 hip hop was a dream, nobody voted for me to be the prom king or class president, I was a west coast resident, moved to the east, hip hop was more prevalent, living in New Jersey my junior year, high school drop-out, my future's unclear, Timberland boots yo, I couldn't play ball, I was at the record store, never catch me at the mall, saving lunch money to buy fresh cassettes, that's why I stayed hungry to make the next step
No more nonsense, I'm taking rappers hostage, sit them in seminars, teach them how to prosper, throw away money on cars and jewelry, whips and chains, that's appropriate slang, we become slaves to the idiosyncrasies of rap songs that they play on the radio frequencies, we all desire a higher position, selfish ambition, it's a critical condition, you're not giving yourself a chance, like jumping out a plane wearing parachute pants, it's all the right words with the wrong emphasis, ignorance attacks, we become our own nemesis, I tell it how it is, remember how it was? When I started rapping I did it for the love, no matter where you're from, wherever you're at, and wherever you go, yo, remember your path