[Intro] 1,2,1,2 H.I You know what It Is... It's Me... [Verse 1] This is the story of a caramel artist Mixed majority white black samoan apart it Didn't come from a ghetto just a K town apartment Inda island of H.I yeah you know where I started Oahu heres something to ride to & vibe to I'd like to explain a little bit of my life to The ladies haters G's & the skaters Maybe they can understand why I'm crazy Lately been finding It hard to explain It Why I started rapping how I know I'm gonna make It Mostly cause I was influenced by all of the greatest Plus I learned my history lessons for the makings of great hits Makeshift? naw neva we just keep It real One hundred all the time yeah you people know the deal Whats good never sold my soul even for a deal I'm a self made figure definition of my sk** Turn me up I can use my flows to k** your favorite rapper Keep It simple I don't need to use my complex answers I'm a master did this too long but I'm sick of moving backwards Kept having to reset my image but now I'm moving past it Cause I got It I'm a fresh a** cool a** smooth a** dude Neva cared for the opinion of all these other fools Regardless I'm a do what I gotta do If I got to n***a I'm a k** you to... Get out my way If we turning a beat up Sick at battling but more of a preacher I can freestyle longer then he does Yet you only started supporting once I was on speakers Cause these people fake & I hate when they start to fake like they hate It These artist lame and they shady their lies are spreading like rabies The radio playing gay sh** my n***a start educating I like to f** with these hoes to but what are we demonstrating Ohh lord... Or maybe I'll just wreck havoc linguistics from brainiacs Are sick raps dat k** off your actions I really hope that this track can flip fantasy into facts Thats my tasks for anyone asking imagine takle attacking these actors Leave them on route for disaster Get back to the back of the bus cause you ain't no emcees you s** You b**hes can s** on my nuts I'll f** you right now like was sup & not give a second thought to It Cause y'all still downloading my music Saying this the sound of a hooligan All of my lyrics profound... & all my dreams can astound... With all this talent possessed... Why am I still underground? (x2) This Is what people still don't know... (x2) I'm waiting here... [End]