I’m alive, feel the Vivie of my drive.

Driven to the rap game.

My name forever changed the day I set foot in this door of this English class.

Kicking ass mastering my craft.

You can steel my raps but can’t live up to my name.

And then the world will know your a fake as mother fucker when they hear the real creative mind behind your own raps.

Lost count of how many times I given up on this dream

Only to have it come and kick me in the ass.

Call it a wake up call as I took my fall.

Only to rise and keep my eyes on the prize.

It’s a fight for peace a fight for what’s right.

The story’s of my life coming to light.

So the world could see and know your not alone in your struggles.

I been kept down for long that the pressure has built up and I’m going erupt.

Funny when you lose something or some one how you can lose your self.

And I been lost only to be found.

And music has never given up on me.

You can say Hip-Hop is me.

J-Tweezzy the #1 M.C is here now!

And I come into the game, Still the same and never going to change.

Remember that Callee!!

Dreams can fade but can also come back to.

That’s what we call destine to be, my destiny.

Feeling the energy and adrenaline rush from my thrive.

Thriving off this game knowing I can’t live with out music!

And with you I can reach the sky.

Music you make me feel so alive!