I been writing these raps since I was fifteen
Since then I can't believe the things I've seen
I've lived a thousand dreams and saw a million things
On the way, with no pay
No sleep for the day, no sense in decay
Keep filling up these journals
Keeping the reason for my breathing cuz I'm seizing every day
Reading every page, racking up XP in every game I play
It's my way, Sinatra singing on the stage
I did it my way