(Mr. Porter) Ryan Daniel Montgomery 5'9" July 5, 1977 Detroit, Michigan Porter, you a real nigga, man It all started with a Starter coat The starter pistol got us out the momma jokes The house party finally started, now it's time to go Get some pussy sponsored by the barber and a bar of soap I'm stealing cars, it wasn't logical But on the bright side, they taught us how to drive 'em doe We used to tilt them bitches with screw drivers So I'm kinda used to being at the bottom of your columns, ho But the Billboard list was kinda comical How the fuck was it designed and chronicled I can see it now for sho' Bunch of blasés from a buncha artists with a timeless flow Gettin' trampled over on a 20 year old blogger flow If 'Pac ain't on your list then you ain't fuckin' logical I'm talkin' up the shit, not no fuckin' 5 or 4 What you gon' tell me when I tell you 'Pac introduced me to the fuckin' UNLV Starter coat It all started with a Starter coat Wonderin' why Brenda threw that baby in the garbage fo' On my way to cop my navy blue Starter coat It all started with a Starter coat The starter pistol kept niggas out here from startin' smoke Without it I'd be dead or be an artichoke The 9 iron armor in the heart of gold (it's that fo') Nobody witchu nigga that's the Art of War (let's go to war) But do not forget you fuckin' start it doe (that's my mama) (Woah, what kinda coat is that?) Starter coat I grew up with three brothers As soon as I was born my lungs collapsed And I had to be hooked up to a ventilator Now a nigga shining doe Growing up I gave a lotta niggas shiners doe I gave a lot of people my respect Daddy taught me that one growing up He threw me through a shower door I used to wonder why my uncle looking startled fo' Crawlin' around all on the ground like his heart is broke I found out he got a crack problem and he thought he dropped a couple particles Well I'm a fucking alcoholic so Who am I to judge, I'm just honorable I be temporarily in love when I'm inside a ho I'm a pure artist I don't need to see the charts to know the art is under our control Highs, lows, problems, pain, drama that's what's optimal I guess I'm just the best at thanking God and feeling awesome doe Cause I survived the era of the Starter coat It all started with the Starter coat I lost my virginity aboard the fucking Boblo boat I ain't graduate on time I ain't go to college so A couple friends of mine did Other friends of mine dead I'm fuckin reminded Just because I made the most money That don't mean I went the farthest doe I hope my college friends reminded You got degrees that don't mean you the smartest doe Mo' money, mo' problems I lost plenty mo' marbles on my marble floor Then I left in my Starter coat What they taught us that was all a joke You may not got a lotta dollars at least you got a post I'm arguing with Satan screaming "I don't barter souls!" Please don't take my memories of me and my Starter coat What kind of coat is that? Starter coat What kind of coat is that? Starter coat What kind of coat is that? Starter coat What kind of coat is that? Starter coat