In the city of Orange, Tone Deaf Jeff was born.
Jeffery, my birth name was formed.
My father, gone but that story's the norm.
California was my youth until we moved,
Uprooted to Utah to pursue a life of truth, justice and the American way.
I was fourteen if I was a day.
Ran with the bad kids if you know what I mean,
Had good times, bad and the in between.
Had some trouble with the boys in blue
Don't act like you haven't had your share too.
Then I bought a drum machine
And I began to fiend for sounds serene
Started buying wax and emceeing.
Now I"m on my way to a higher state of being
I guess It's probably time I started competing
Cause life is short and every moment is fleeting.