Back In 2000, Was When I Started In This Rap Game!, So Far I've Gone Threw 4 Different Names: Crawley, Dragon, Now Lil' C, aka Young Flow, What You Say?!? You Aint Know, Bout 413s Emcee, As In Me, Emcee Lil' C!, Heres A Little Previwe Bout My Life, Cuz Im Burnin' Like A Wick, Burnin Like A Wick, Right Down The Candle Stick! If You Wanna Know Why Im Doing This As A Rap, History Class, Seat Number 4, You Think You Got It, But You Don't With Your Weak Sleezy Shyt, You'll Drop Dead To The Floor. I Graduated Class Of 2005!!, From South Hadley High, Thats When I First Preformed Live!, I Was Part Of The Tiger Pride Drum Line!!!! Back Then, we Lost A Real Good Friend, Matty K. R.I.P. Class Of 2005 Is What We'll Always Be!, In My Free Time Was When I Started, Writing My Rhymes, I Admit I Was Terrible At First, I Didn't Understand The Hook, Didn't Understand The Verse, None Of My Rhymes Ever Fit In Or Made Sense, Till I Had Help From A Few Friends, I Lost Most Of Them By Chillin' With The Fakes! From Them Fakes, I've Been Stabed In The Back More Then Dracula With A Stake!, I For One Am Not Fake! Unlike All Them Other Conterfits, I aint Sayin' Fake Shyt, Like Im Pushin' The Hottest Whips Or PIMPin The Finest Hoes, I Just Sit, Write, And Spit My Flows. Im Just Sittin' In My Spot, Clothes Spotless, I Could Have Mad Hunnies, Cuz They Can't handle This Hotness, You Never Heard These Words Like This Before, These Raps Were Writtin, Never Cost A Dime, For These Rhymes, Was Writtin, Never Cost A Dime For These Rhymes, That Im Spittin, Just Shut Your Mouth, And Open Your Ears, And Listen To What Im Sayin, My Words Is Spoken, But Never In Spoken Vain!, Come Thru With That Beretta And I'll Show You My Pain! I Got My Shyt On Lock, I Stay Close To God, So You Can Call Me A Saint Posted On The Block!