[Verse 1] Look where we are Look where we're going Man, look where we came from Back then you had to raise your son like a soldier You definitely made one Where I got my name from, Eagle of God So I pray to the lord Hoping the letters in my birth certificate brings me closer with my knees to the floor After grandpa died, well soon I would notice a change Your boy was becoming a man But the man became a bigger boy all of the same Life of an adolescent, doing things that were never tested I was learning on the go, theory nothing like practice How was I to know? But we would have mad fun When I lived on Gladstone Can tell I'm my dad's son 'Link with the boys and we get into something And f**s? We never gave one Was this the way I was brought up? Well my mum would kindly disagree If you see how I was back then, you'd wonder now how I got a degree Senior year man, that sh** was great High school was only a place to congregate Out on the oval, lookin' for the b**hes We were just young and being misogynistic Skinny brown boy, afro real frigid Provin' to the lads this chick I can get with it Nerdy blonde thing, behind the demountable Got my first biscuit, damn Then I got my first real girlfriend after I'm a big man so I'mma go harder I was 19, she was 24, had enough of materialism and she wanted more It never really mattered I was younger All that mattered is I came with that young love I was fascinated, infatuated Until I heard she missed her time of the month Wait. Wait [Hook] If I could take it back, I would live with that And do it all the same No questions If I could take it back, I would live with that And do it all the same No questions [Verse 2] Yeah you ain't gonna like it but I'm just tellin' my story So many reasons and factors I'm here that I just can't take all the glory Remember the time we got locked in the fishbowl, the racist police were provoking And in Liverpool if you had the wrong phone you'd get rolled, and sometimes we were rollin 'em Thankful to Staff for showin' us raps Me and Young Glove we would write in the kitchen Thankful to Gasm for giving me beats No one [?] was gon' show us the vision We were just four young brothers rebellin' And back then they block us but now they all listen Afro-Australia's making a name This stage is my slave, and this mic I'm just whippin like Coming from the underground Now they gon' see me around Know that your boy got me holding it down These critics and blogs they in love with the sound Yeah from day one, the way that I acted, the way that I talk, wondering where I'm from You can a**ume about me all you want Just listen to all the lines of this song I hope that they get it, cause me I'm a menace I'm beast, I'm a villain, this flow I'm relentless Very best guidance I ever received "Keep it one hundred and remain authentic." That's what I'm doin', I'm a stay true and Live my life, paint a picture for your viewing If this was a movie, I am the producer, the star, the director, to tell you to start and stop shootin' Goddamn [Hook] If I could take it back, I would live with that I'd do it all the same No questions If I could take it back, I would live with that I'd do it all the same No questions [Outro] No No regrets