Crack and d** they plaugued my family tree//my mamas onthe sh** she smokin and she and she stedy blamin me //
Is it my fault just cuz i was born in this hell i m tryna stay up outta jail but my partnas wana fuccin tell now i caught another case i roll another blunt and smoke it to the face ,,wonder if i die will anybody try nd testify ,my life is filled with pride so no tears will ever leave my eyes ,,my life is f**in tramatized ,,but still im hypnotized by all the dollar signs ,,i chasem down with different crimes i open up some different minds showem they got spines and they can persevere thru troubled times ,,,i watched my mama sniffin lines but wen i contemplate i kno the world is minees ,,,she buggin peekin thru the blinds///she puts on makeup to disguise her puffy eyes form nightly cries ,,he told her that she wasn't pretty she listened to my daddys lies ,,,shes like the sun that didn't rise ,,but im her son im guna rize ,,,and my d**h will come at no suprise a**a**inated by these hypocrits wit suit nd ties who politic on our demise they take our money and our lifes