I, I got so much to say

Do not even know how to say it

All this hype, all this noise

I'm ready

First stop high school rookie

Not a single fan writing rhymes playing Hookie

Back around the time Fred Durst got nookie

Couple years before my ass had ever seen pussy

Yeah, young Sammy with a fantasy

Found my mind first time I blew a gram of tree

Used to hate on my Brotha cause I did not see

That good weed made a shackled man feel free

But they could never see that, nope

And my music seemed weak

Embarrassed to play me tracks embarrassed to be me

Yeah, stepped up with my levels on the beats

Made a damn anthem for my high school team

But no features, packed Bleachers

hearing myself blast out of car speakers

And that's when I started to believe and finally Realized

I should let myself succeed (I should let myself succeed)

And when I leave the stage, and the Limelight

And the groupie girls, when the times right

And I fly home back to my life

With my fam around me yeah it sounds right

When I leave LA with my mind right

On a couch at home for the whole night

No drugs here, just love here

Just love here

Next stop tears in my eyes

Remembering the person I was so set to disguise

Packing up for college no parents at the time

Starting a new chapter of life Sammy Adams

Write, and my got better

Spittin everyday new vocabs clever

I Hate College allowed me to enter

The realm of popularity I thought I'd never reach

Ever, and loves an endeavor

I want my girl to love me but my music wont let her

Chasing all my dreams while I float like a feather

Yeah, and my grades going south,

But as an intellectual I needed to get out so

I visited to see what it was bout

And being close to Boston it made a better route

These fake ass promoters stay running their mouth

Reacting to what they say with a handful of doubt, ouch

And when I leave the stage, and the Limelight

And the groupie girls, when the times right

And I fly home back to my life

With my fam around me yeah it sounds right

When I leave LA with my mind right

On a couch at home for the whole night

No drugs here, just love here

Just love here

Third stop, waiting at my gate,

This home sick feeling is something I can not shake

But the make no mistake I was born to do this

Born to the make music, boy I'm gon 'PROVE IT

I can not sleep on the flight

Which is not helping out cause I can not sleep at night

And even with some Ambien a half of bar bites [?]

Consumes my damn stomach roomates continues to be tight

Yeah, and my dreams will ignite

On hooks while we fight

Broad fan base, real click slight

Focused on point I'm tryin to live right

Right and I'm about to graduate

And all these agencies know how to aggravate,

I wish they would just leave me alone

I just wanna go home, I just wanna go home

(But I also want the throne)

And when I leave the stage, and the Limelight

And the groupie girls, when the times right

And I fly home back to my life

With my fam around me yeah it sounds right

When I leave LA with my mind right

On a couch at home for the whole night

No drugs here, just love here

Just love here