I would show up at any venue that had an open mic.
I made my first song when I was 9 years old. Just beating on garbage cans, having people beat box.
Keep in mind, when you hit rock bottom, there ain't nowhere to go but up, baby.
Why is everything that is bad for me feel so good?
It don't take a lot to make me happy. I'm not spoiled like that.
Get through the agony and anger, the pain and strife, and take the necessary steps to try to change my life.