| June 26th 1975
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| In Miami Florida was the place where I first arrived
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| My parents smiled as I opened up my blue eyes
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| Cuz they was newly married and I was just their first child
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| My pop was from Jersey my mom was from Miami
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| They met in Bed Stuy Brooklyn New York City
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| At art college and yep they was hippies
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| So I guess that just makes me a child of the sixties
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| But anyway we didn’t stay we moved to Plant City
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| Then to Lakeland then to Tampa then to Ybor City
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| Living in the hood where things are never ever pretty
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| The only white kid smack dab in the inner city
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| My playground is a parking lot plus a back alley
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| At times I would wake up in the dark with no electricity
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| On top of that we struggling cause we got no money
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| And going through this inside it’s killing me
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| On and on
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| On and on
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| Your love goes (this is Behind the Musik)
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| On and on
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| On and on
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| (And I’m a take yall Behind the Musik)
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| I was about 6 when all this was going on
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| Things began to change everything I knew was up and gone
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| They separated on the weekends I would see my mom
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| Still living with my pops in the hood but not for too long
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| When I was nine they divorced and I was moving on
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| To the suburbs with mom cause the courts said it’s wrong
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| For me to live with dad in the hood so I’m up and gone
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| Mom remarried had a baby we living in my grandma’s home
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| We living in a neighborhood that’s middle class
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| But I felt poor cause of some things that I didn’t have
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| Time passed we moved out but things still ain’t right
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| I’m slipping fast at home all I do is yell and fight
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| My grades start to crash plus I ran away twice
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| And almost got shot by the cops one single night
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| I started high school and I just party all the time
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| But little did I know what was gonna happen to my life
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| At 15 I had a talk with my cousin got me thinking
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| Was there more to life than girls partying and drinking
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| I picked up his Bible and started reading Revelation
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| For some reason I was crying when I reached the ending
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| Now God was working on me and this was the beginning
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| The first time in long while when I started praying
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| I had to move again and say goodbye to everyone
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| My dad and my friends once again was all up and gone
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| Brand new school by myself sitting all alone
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| Feeling like a foot every single day I’m coming home
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| But I would listen every night in my bedroom
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| To gospel radio preach about Christ and just then soon
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| I gave my life to him everything became new
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| I was born again I’ve never been the same dude
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| Ya took my sin and my guilt and let them blame you
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| And on and on through the years you always came through
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| It was November and the year was 1995
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| I still remember the very first date with my wife
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| And I was on my own doing shows part time
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| Twenty years old just trying to make something of my life
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| I moved away from home when I was only eighteen
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| Broke as a joke making music trying to chase the dream
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| And everybody seems to think I’m crazy except for me
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| But God was there every time to supply my needs
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| I went on staff at a church in the inner city
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| Writing rhymes in my spare time for my CD
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| I mailed a demo to a label called Gotee
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| And out of nowhere Todd Collins up and called me
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| He said he heard my junk and plus he wanted to sign me
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| My heart jumped and plus I wanted to cry and scream
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| But all I did was hung up the phone quietly
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| And thanked God how he always provided for me |