"Intro" lyrics

Father, thanks for blessin me with number five'a
Went on to make three after my shady goodbyes but
Em will always prosper
Fif landed power
D12's a monster, Proof, never forgot ya
Obie's a survivor
Rose from the fire from, Shootins to priors
Me, myself and I, guess I
Digress now
I still pop
All the politics and this shit, I can't stop
All the college kids and misfits, quality of business
Bet on yourself, takes risks
It's just senseless to think that I invent hits
Then get, thrown on the shelf
My experience is, is still underrated
My music now syndicated oh
Back to the basics
Catch me in the basement
Something like a caveman
Ain't seen the light of day since
Shady invasion I keep waiting on that grave then
I still praise him – Situation could beef
Way more grave than occupational grief
From the street, I could be deceased
I could get light take a seat
I'm just tryna eat
Follow my bright cop a CD
Proof I miss ya dude everything you spit is true
And came to fruition, your visions about
Individuals, between lyrical
Intervals in the studio you told it all so that I wouldn't slip in