3-15
One Last Story
One Last Story
3-15

Verse:
It's been a year since I tossed my cap with my graduating class
It's been 5 years since 8th grade when I was rapping to my class
All the times that's passed; yeah, lil' dude was missin' out
Guess it took me a while to understand what everyone else had figured out
But then I made some changes
Maturity came with wages
Every now and then, rock stages
I finally outgrew my phases
No more of this depression shit
Back when I was on some Freshman shit
Shout out to the women that I had let me hit
Life's been better since weed when I first messed wit' it
That was years ago; back when I was in baggy clothes and thought my kicks were the coolest
Used to focus on girls and do some foolin'
Now it's money, family; the crew on my to-do list
Focused on growin' up and supportin' my son instead of tryna be comin' up with new hits
Know if I stick with the foolish rhymin' instead of grindin', I'll end up a deadbeat -useless
Fuck it though -music calls for me; it keeps me sane
Distracts me from reality around me that feeds me pain
I just wanna put on a show; rock the crowd -maybe feel some worth
It's the beats and sharin' my story that helps me heal my hurt
Can you hear my words?

//Chorus//
//Before I step into the light
Before I take a step in Hell
If I don't get to make things right
I got one last story to tell.// X2

2nd Verse:
It's been 12 years since my adolescence was stripped away
It's been 10 years since my mother had three kids to raise
I was 5 when I told her I hate to see her breakin' down
I'm her first-born; it's my obligation to make her proud
But I can't help but feel like my music ain't the way to do it
I got my three-year-old dependin' on me -so I know it's up to me; I gotta make some movement
Tired of makin' minimum; lifestyles -I'm switchin' 'em
Lately, it's been recklessness and foolish rap I've given 'em
Damn, but I really want my story told
If I don't make it up there to the gates, I'm sorry, Lord
Wanna make a beautiful rose outta my thorny soul
Adversities at a young age is what formed me cold
But it's music that keeps my heart beatin' with every melody
It's the lyrics I leave behind that will ensure some kind of legacy
It's how people will revisit thoughts of me a more pleasantly
I just want my name to be spoken with velvety
Just want someone to remember me

//Chorus//
//Before I step into the light
Before I take a step in Hell
If I don't get to make things right
I got one last story to tell.// X2