[Verse 1: StaticMars]
It all started in an old age
Rappin' up since fourth grade
Fell in love with the music before girls fell for chipotle
I remember going way back with my homie spittin' flows
Me him and his dad we'd be rappin' all alone
People barely know about me in the past they didn't know
And just like last year I bought myself a microphone
But take it back yo
But take it back, back before I started growing and I used to
Talk with Chris about some bada** dude named Joey
Introduced me to the Era, Introduced me to Phora
Im so glad that he showed me to them, before I
Was led astray by the crap radios play now my vision getting
Clearer and my path building great, dang
Who would've thought, that this kid from G town would've came up out the fog, just from balling down the block
Nobody believed in him, until they saw that he could ball
Drop shots like the leaves in the fall, not answering a call
Cause dangerous people after me, they say my verses crazy, got charged with a**ault and battery, people say I got the
Juice like a fresh pack of batteries, no need to rap fast by going slow you understanding me, and yea homie it's actually me
Tryna make a difference, cause im tired of the way teenagers
Now always be livin, im just tryna do my work but get shot down by criticism, whats the point of listening when people any way be dissin'
Uh
[Verse 2: StaticMars]
Posted at the peak just my homies and me
Playing football after dark at the old McKenzie
Until my momma shoot a call and say I have to go eat
Im so sad but happy, bitter sweet how im feelin' these the best moments of my life I ain't gon see them repeatin'
I know it sounding like im reading verses off a paper but soon enough i'll be a man you'll stick to being a hater
Peace out I see you later, no time for the non-progressive
People think im thin and weak cause I choose not to be
Aggressive, my enemies always searching tryna say something offensive, but the always get the block cause I carry a strong defensive yeah
[Verse 3: StaticMars]
A couple summers back remember just wasting some time
Sippin' on Arizonas and listening to D-Pryde
My cousin said I should rap more
I told him I never tried, it was just another thing that would always get me through time
He's like "So? You've been rapping pretty good, maybe in a couple years you'll be the best in the hood."
I told him he misunderstood, im just a kid that's tryna ball, play xbox and care about nothing at all
He's like "Man, you better get your sh*t together, because soon you'll be a man, you'll never be a kid forever."
His answer was really clever so I told him i'll rap
And now look at me as I hop on to this f*ckin track
You probably thinking im whack
Cause I don't talk about the d** or no money
Or no women or saying how im a thug
Im just tellin' it like it is
There's no need to pretend
Ever since I started highschool I ain't heard of some friends
But soon i'll meet them again
Cause I don't know them anymore
Im so happy rich but my pockets is money poor
Caused I knock at my dreams' and still no one opened the door