Yeah I'm lukewarm now but I was cold once

The rap game won't accept me, I ain't got gold fronts

I don't cruise on dubs, I don't shoot up clubs

I don't push weight homie, I never moved drugs

But I did start from the bottom

Had a hard head, soft bottom

And now the Billboard charts got him

Ranked at number one, and thanks to everyone

Who appreciates what I'm doin' here

The beats that I make are a keepsake, like a souvenir

But I wasn't always doin' music

I was stupid and foolish

Livin' life recklessly

Like the time when the magistrate arrested me

I was writin' like, check after check every week

Couldn't help it but the money interested me

But I wised up quick, best believe that

Now I only cop a sweater if I need that, yeah

I came a long way from pickin' up chicken at Dodge's

To bein' on stage, shimmyin' next to Roger

Those were the good days, but I'm forgettin'

Some of them didn't want me in, they said that I was different

So I fell back, and I prayed about it

Couple days later, heard them boys had came around and

Now I'm onstage with a cane, shoutin' my name

Yeah, y'all know the rest

Yeah, and there are many other instances to speak about

But I ain't mention 'em on purpose, had to leave 'em out

'Cause if I told you everything that I've been through

You'd probably wanna jump up out the window

And if I told you 'bout the things that I've seen

You might scream 'til your eyes pop out like high beams

Have your ass drinkin' Visine, yeah I did it my way

Like Baskin-Robbins ice cream, Irene take it away!