Autobiography Video (MV)

Six years old in the sandbox pencil gripped in my wrist
Trying to write my first song
Dad always playing them hits
There starts my itch
My mind started bleeding fiending for the snare and the kick
Thousand tracks since seventh grade
Only thing that I stuck with
Put my dreams to work so I can clutch the keys to the foreign
Expressing sunny days or when the atmosphere be pouring
Unless they shoot me dead like Kennedy
I work until your boy be soaring
Always felt what's in storage
This destiny ain't always sweet as an orange
Strive to win before the casket nailed shut
My journey sometimes been so tough
People dying
Steel cells
Uncertainties
My mother crying
I so damn blessed
I born a crack baby
Orphaned child
Brother and sister I ain't seen in awhile
But God gave me hope
Ride or die homies toting triggers
All we got is love gonna run up the figures
Is you getting the picture
Staying honest about my life
Keep on expressing
In these songs I undressing
Trying to understand the lessons
Smoking loud we all so damn high
Fashion dripping
Whiskey sipping
I official
I ain't got no time for kissing
So drop it down
Drop it down drop it down
Down drop it down
Drop it down drop it down
Girl drop it down
Drop it down drop it down
Down drop it down
Had one love of my life and that relationship was nixed
My life got to dark I wanted some sort of a fix
Which turned to hard drugs which turned into hitting licks
But I pulled myself up and got back to business
Not saying I'm a genius but I feel the weight of the universe's abyss
Sometimes it overwhelming
Sorry if I come off as a prick
Understand how I tick
Maybe someday someone will stick
Or only cameras will flick
While bottles popping and little fires flicker off em
Models may as well just toss in
And Gucci garments fill up all my closets
Money busting out the pockets
Gold layers and dozen bust down watches
And f*ck it I'll kick my feet up
Remember when I drove a beater
Now Egyptian cotton sheets and showers with the steamers
Don't try and call me cause I made it
Staying honest about my life
Keep on expressing
In these songs I undressing
Trying to understand the lessons
Smoking loud we all so damn high
Fashion dripping
Whiskey sipping
I official
I ain't got no time for kissing
So drop it down
Drop it down drop it down
Down drop it down
Drop it down drop it down
Girl drop it down
Drop it down drop it down
Down drop it down