Now this is a story about how my life got flipped, turned upside down and I'd like to take a minute just sit right there, I'll tell you how I became the saint of a town called Steelport.
In west stilwater, born and raised, on the playground is where I spent most of my days, chillin' out, maxin’, relaxin’ all cool and shootin' some people outside of the hideout when a couple of morningstar, they were up to no good, started making trouble at stilwater, I robbed 1 little bank and phillipe got pissed and said "You're movin' with your gang members to steelport".
I hijacked a car and when I was near the liscense plate said "Fresh" and it had dice in the mirror. If anything I can say this car is rare but I thought "Nah, forget it, Yo home to Steelport!".
I pulled up to a run-down apartment around 7 or 8 and yelled to Shaundi "Yo holmes smell ya later", I looked at my apartment I was finally there, to sit on my throne as the saint of steelport.
