That's a Rap

I've been paying my dues for years and years,
Been reppin' the streets just for ends meat,
But through it all, past the tears,
I still remain a boy, as if lost, but still with a ploy

To make it to the top, that's my only ambition,
Even though it's tough, can be mentally rough,
I'll starve out the competition like a war of attrition,
Even when I'm at the top, I'll never stop.

Because this is my life, don't you get it?
Making rhymes and at the drop of a dime,
You can see me spit it,
I put it on the map, and yeh, that's a rap.