[Verse 1:Yo Dot]
Way back in the days, all before I sold dope I was 7 years old hanging by the old folks wishing for a high top pager and a gold rope first kid who talked about my momma got his nose broke
3rd grade 4th grade I thought I was innocent my teacher wrote me 72's cause I was into sh** mom took away my toys, games and my privileges took me to a consular n***a put me on riddling
And so I figured then if they want me brain washed I'mma give em hell (hail) every time you feel a rain drop right to the point why you thinking that my name dot OG n***a but my name Hot Still!!!
[Verse 2:Yo Dot] Member way back in the day all before I sold dope I was 10 years old Hanging by the grown folks Wishing for a Cadillac Seville on some gold spokes Wasn't talking to b**hes but I would pa** them hoes notes
Yeah I was conscious Doing wrong didn't feel right started hanging with Stan that n***a used to steal bikes ...... Shoot dice sell weed plus deal white stuff I seen in a movie the n***a did in real life
But sadly Stan couldn't manage to keep free cops sweated the n***a and shipped him off to DT
And due to the circumstances that Stan felt I stop f**ing around and kicked it with my damn self
[Verse 3:Yo dot] I remember way back in the day but the focus right now my life's a air terminal it's time to take flight now Future looking bright now everything I write now equal cash value that I stack up in a price pile
Came a long way from wanting lacs expensive screens from wanting Audis the grill symbol Olympic rings
Looking back at different Things reflecting on past years I never can go backwards I'm forward from last year
And tell the teachers from my school and the therapist I'm civilized American not terrorist
I turned out better than they thought that I would be imagined showed these people what I could be