So this rap piece was inspired by much of the struggles I’ve experienced as a growing and aspiring artist.
And as always, talk my talk the way I usually do in my ‘rap’ pieces haha
but in this piece, I brush the surface of my early life and how I’ve become who I am today.
Only gonna get better. Hope it resonates with you in some way or the other.
Instrumental:
♪ Tu Pac All Eyes On Me
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y-dr8Sx86fs
♪ haters wanna hate, like they blind can’t see
take em out the dark, can’t they do it like me
ain’t about the games gotta through em with the heat
ridin’ top down 710 North in Cali
mama was a hustla sacrificed for the family
when I was 8, she’d flew us to maui
lucky seen the world, but something’ didn’t allow me
to be happy, had plans no one knew
no matter where I gone, no matter where I flew
pops was a G, high hopes for his daughter
dropped a bag, uh four children’s alma mater
as the days passed things got harder
it’s the hustle in my blood they wanna take away
hear the snakes hissin’ from miles away
checked my clique been done with them fakes
pray for their health, hear the pain in their hate
cheap advice from someone you don’t wanna be
they say I changed but they never knew me
your vision is yours no one’s and it’s unique
won’t stop grinding, doin it for my dreams ♪
