With the hunger of a Chris Wallace back in '94

I like to welcome y'all to rock with PG's young ball

From the bottom of the pot yea I'm the Pitts of the Burgh

With the kids on the curb and small time is pitching the herb

I'm back and those who didn't previously know what I'm crack

To the people I'm legalized the lethal

We all got problems involving the rude of evil

But they caught me non dodging long arming the people yup

And for the record I ain't no half stepper

I rose from the city of steel the streets greedy for real

Cats chasing their paper that's basic

Mathematics hate to run the streets but took a staff at it

As I look back at hard it seems

I remember when this music thing was all but a dream

But I'm here for my city

And can't name no one that's near f**king with me

I'm 'bout to make history