[Verse: Tiger Fang] (Starting to worry about) Reaching times when my pockets go dry And I can't find a dime to buy some lye that I can go and grind Can't find, (who?), myself, that's who See I've been lost up in the haze in my brain since June 2011, I swear I was in heaven for my teen years Hit 20 years, and found out that I got so many fears Terrified to fail or disapoint myself I'm scared of not being able to pay for pop's bad health Scared that I may melt, in a flame called hell Cause I've been out of touch with God since 9 dash 12 9th Grade fights with white kids who called mom a terrorist Now I'm rolling with the crooked kids who be the scariest At Maple Hill Park, you'd see us when it's dark We'd toke in the moonlight until those cop cars parked They told me life don't get better if you blaze I agree, but I still stayed the same, I don't change, God damn f** it, ain't no way that I'mma love it As I grow up I can feel them all just flying in my stomach Mistakes, please help me to correct Small steps, Witness, the bu*terfly Effect (b**hes ask) Is he sad or is he sad for attention? These f**ing questions that all these hating b**hes mention I'm out the box, b**h you in, you got a life sentence Write sentences on my mind's paper to k** tension I mentioned my past. Those dreams that I had If you don't dig em then ya'll say that my last album was whack And they see that I ain't black, so they ask why do I rap I respond and hit 'em back, and tell 'em that "well matter fact," See I don't really give a f**, and I don't really give a damn Enemies be acting tough and don't know who the f** I am I am me, I am me, and I swear I'll never be Somebody with a brain different than what I got in my vicinity You into me or not? Cause I swear you people stocked With emotion, to the brim, past the point, that top you off (With emotion, to the brim, past the point, that top you off.)