Yes sir
I been under pressure
And the way I feel
Any day I'm bound to break
Pull that pound and gester
Yes sir
Yes sir
Ur wildest dreams can't measure
To nightmares and the day terrors
That's reaccured since my birth
No sir
Wut worse
Is my father told me I'm cursed
And all the drama he's caused
Is only gonna trickle down to my spawn
But wait its gets worst
I'm the kin of k**ers and jerks
Kin of Dope addicts and alcoholics
sh** I been drinkin since 12
Night train 40
I was born to thug it I kno
Can't live wit out it
I'm the living product
Of struggle, muscle,hustle
My pain
My hope
Is to make it outta this hole
And I'm almost reachin my goal
To leave a lil something Malcolm can own
Get grown
Get grown