I raise my hand before the jury, tellin my story of life
Im standing before these rappers, all in there heart is spite
I've spilled my heart, to these ppl, standing in front of the judge
My name is Philisophical@Rappn, & for me he holds a grudge
He takes one looke at me, and asked why is that your name
My response "Because when i tell the truth, & leave rappers in pain
So now the judge is angry, with an evil smirk on his face
In his mind he is thinking "your a fucking rapping discrace"
I go on with my story, that i began, but as i told
This whole rap thing started when i was seven years old
I was listening to mase, as he has been all around the world
And even thinking back to Nas, because if he ruled the world
I use to dream of one day, ppl singing my songs
Every word and the whole course they would just sing along
Never had fear, or droped a tear, for shreddin rappers like sheers
Never anticipating, or elevating, or thinking i would still be here
As i was telling my story, as i explained to the jury
My vision got corrupted, I guess it got real blury
Cause as i started explaining, how rap was always in me
I started to spit my life like a ryhme, after that they envy
Cause because of my soul and love for rap, brains got emptied
There jaws all start to drop, they cant believe this is me
And when i finished my story the judge just sat back and laughed
I asked "is ther somthing funny" he says " Your name fits your ass"
