Adolescent age
everything simple and very Bright
But a brother couldn't wait
To be grown and 25

Wanna be a big boy
Gold chains in a sleek Porsche
Well, I'm almost 25
And this shit is a trap

Brightest kid in High School
And I wasn't even trying
Straight A's Literature
But I hate the simple maths

Rhyme skills to Rap deals
All my hommies saw the sign
Now I'm almost 25
And all I do is poetry and designs!

I remember the beginning
God gave me a clean slate
I'll write my story on the screen
Rap it on a mixtape

Will I die a business man
With a Million Dollar Briefcase
Or will i die a storyteller
Whose stories forever replay

Well, I'm almost 25
And Heaven only knows!

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