My Story Video (MV)

Back in 09
I was only fifteen
Just a kid with a big dream
Low self-esteem
Wrote a rhyme with no theme
Wasn't looking for a team
Not by any means or enemies
Wanted my Identity
Potentially a legacy
But no celebrity, far from Beverley
Somewhere like Yosemite
Living heavenly, eventually
That'll happen
If I keep rapping
Acting humble, for now
I Got to Hustle
Keep my A** out of trouble
And map out the puzzle
Searching for the treasure
With a map and shovel
On foot no shuttle
I Can hear my stomach rumble
Can I get a crumble
Ain't no friends in the jungle
Wait, let me take that back
Many talented cats
That motivate me to rap
And take time on my craft
Shout out to Mac
Los G, Joey B aka LSD
Double E, Chew Gums
Sup-1, there's too many
To chose from
Honestly, cuz honesty is key
Idaho's waiting to blow
Like TNT, we just need
A nominee can it really be
He who speaks
So the story goes
I Began to compose
And kept my nose to the notes
That I wrote no pro
But it drove the growth
And built confidence
I want to be heard across the continent
Prominent with dominance
And rock and audience with easy
Here in Boise and overseas
A crowd of three
Just ain't enough for me
But everybody's
Got to start somewhere
From the yard to the bar
To the fair but you got to get out there
Don't be scared to venture
Just remember your center
You got to render some tender
Invest in your hearts art
Making songs ain't the hard part
How you think they Climb Charts
Like a vine star overnight
Not only was the time right
To shine bright like a diamond
Dollar bills combine skills
And good timing
No Whining i'll keep trying
Till I find the silver lining
By Rhyming and grinding daily
Wont stop or become lazy
Even when I'm 80
It Seems crazy but is it
Maybe im star gazing
So Far making these bars tasty
Racing to battle cuz f*ck safety
Lately I've been hibernating
Lack motivation
Slacking on occasion
A Slap of inspiration
Im back anticipation is stacked
Roof to basement in fact
Check the statesmen
Verify my statement
Im great when
Alone in my den
Me and a pen pressing a gem
Up until 10, hours on end
I Spend tampering
Mix and mastering, practicing
Avoiding staggering
Record shattering
I'm manufacturing a jam again
Without Fail, I'm just telling
A Tall Tale
Leaving a small trail
Compact with details
Make it hard to Inhale
My face turning pale
When I saw this beat for sale
Had to hit up Pitt with an email