Once upon a time in the new york streets
There lived a litle boy who had some peeps
He was in the cipher and what do you know
He could easily spit and had a crazy flow
The men started observing and gained an eye
When he heard of the peeps he started to cry
He got out the hood with a future in his mind
Remembering the good old days when he wasnt blind

The boy recorded and started to flow
The songs were amazing and had a blow
The young boy just started to rise
Wining fame and succes as his prize
But there was a problem that started appearing
The record label changed his inner being

Unrecognized by the hood and his peeps
The sense of coruption gave him the creeps
Making giant leaps acros his streets
Forgeting everything and waiting for treats
He started transforming into a blind idiot
From the once kind and sweet egriot

Fame and fortune quickly disapeared
Once the revered man everyone feared
Now a 40 year old with a big beard
Smeared with extrem weird-ness
Making the old saying extremly true
Dont bite more than you can chew