1996

Yeah The gray position They maybe will mention Or maybe not Rest in Peace Daniel monk RIP Emory Walton Gone but not forgotten This for all the fallen dawgs I'ma send this one up to heaven for y'all It was 1996 This my year I was all up in the mix To be clear I was working getting ripped Listen here I couldn't change the shh It was weird I was practicing b-ball with coach Marelle 1 on 1 but look y'all my left calf it would fail me Hitting the net while dribbling the ball off the backboard Sent to the deck but didn't know what the heck for Non-contact when I sat I thought that It was nothing at first glance in my stance Pain was left very prevalent what was next Used to haunt me to death Sent to a specialist What they witnessed No one could've scripted My blood wasn't getting To my lower extremity The pain was different see An energy, that feeling leaves A memory, not forgotten easily To this day, believe me Because of this incident I felt like a victim of circumstance I didn't get it What did I do Just wanted to play for my school Back in high school Now they telling me that I'm through So I got High you would to If you thought you might die They told me not to sneeze Blood clot lower than the thigh Right behind my knee They could see the disease On the Angio screen This wasn't a dream A real life Popliteal artery Entrapped, no liquid seeping Could've moved to my lungs that evening Stopped my breathing I had to be believing So I stayed still Didn't know the deal It gives me chills Man, I could've been killed My external problems Left my internals throbbing Doctors scrambling to un-clot 'em Yep, They got 'em Cut the muscle off To stop thrombosis A serious prognosis Schlegel, stapled up the opening When I got back to normal Started writing raps recording I was an OutKast of course then An ATLien knowing Every portion of every song Way Back then it wasn't as cool I was scorched fending for myself in school And I Missed a whole month but you Bet I did the work and got to play ball again My first steps were to a party at the Faiia's And that's when it all began I knew right then that I was made for this ish My boys back when know everyday was a hit Fridays took the Z34 up to the quarter coke Peachtree Liquor store to get some So Co We were crazy but look what it made me And I wouldn't change a thing cause on the daily I am thanking god he gave me another shot And I'm not wasting another minute I'm chasing greatness brothers Cause of something I will say can save another Then I'll take the plunder And waste a sucker mother ulcer in his stomach 'Til he's under like we did back in those summers