May, 21 2013 • Written by Kpdubbs

I remember the days when this was beginning

asking myself am i gonna be winning

I was covered in goosebumps like a horde

Mommy got me thinking i should be a lord

daddy got me swinging softly with a sword

So i cut em off as they stop me like a hold

Cause In this game of life there be no referee

got tired of listening up just to disagree

What is success if your family hates you?

High everyday my favorite color blue

How can a seed sprout without support?

laughter as i share raps and I rapport

flow smoother than Paula Deena butter

dark past not but me in the gutter

stare into your eyes see em flutter

I'm the greatest prophesying professor, nutter

Cut her, take everybody out

Mastersplinter flowing king about to spout

straight harmonious chit chat about

how i blew up even though the world had doubt

Now back to the days when this started

flow minded but future looking carted

everyday thinking faster than dudes at Jimmy

easily making honey name should have been Winnie

until the world opens and i don't mean third eye

we will all be tokens and jokes like south park high

but I'm just chilling and we on the rise

like gods creating mountains just for us to fucking die

Damn

Yo

I'm back riding a motorcycle

While on the moon guess I'm Micheal

But that doesn't mean to stress ma

Only means I'm following my dreams ma

So the days of being a duck are over

I'm swanning over the world never sober