HOT97 Freestyle lyrics

[Verse]
I was just a backpack rapper, backpack of Krylon
Fat caps, slab of concrete that I would write on
Eighth grade when "Triumph" came out, and I'm like, "Hey mom
Can I skip school? I can't even wait!" "Nah!"
Thirteen years later, praise God
I just got DM by Raekwon
And he wants me up on the same song
And Method Man's p*ssed off for doing the crowd walk
But it wasn't nothing, man, we squashed it, nah
I'm from the city Nirvana where that mosh pit started
[?] from where Kool Herc started
That doesn't mean that I won't kill the beat and be a martyr
Aspestos with pencils my pens choke as coffins
West Coast, success toast, Seattle down to Compton
What does it say about America that I became a millionaire
Between kicks and snares and couldn't get in to college
Aight, switch topics
I don't walk I get piggybacks on Action Bronson
Show up at Em's crib with the split of vodka
Hit up Mac Miller, relapse and celebrate kwanzaa
On behalf of us white rappers
I think it's a fact that yes we have appropriated culture
It's just race, let's talk not make it awkward
I wrote a song about thrift shop's
I never thought it would ever get a spin, radio did its thing
And all of sudden the song popped up and got popular
Would that have happen if I wouldn't be a cracker?
Sold 6 millie, does skin tone really matter?
We live in America, land of gimmicks and ladders
And did I go climb it, bast*rd, of course race was a factor
But b*tch I'm a B-boy and I put that beat in the casket
Listen to The Heist, man, we almost made a classic
You gon' agree, that's vantastic
Take away Thrift Shop and can't hold us going platinum
9 times, alright fine
But I made it uncool for kids to say "faggot"
I got rich and I didn't go buy a mansion
Gave away 200K to the homies that didn't have it
And when I fall off and the second album flops
And turn into Vanilla Ice, wait, that's never gonna happen