[Verse One] Ya don't know what I'm going through Imagine crying all night, nobody holding you I had to hold a tool, was I supposed to shoot? And when you dead or locked up that's when they notice you f** the breaking news, I already broke the news Ya don't know my story cause that book is so over due I'm picture perfect without a damn photo shoot I'm already street smart so I didn't have to go to school They tried to judge me, but you over ruled Case dismissed n***a, Swave the sh** n***a, gangster sh** Hold a 9, blazing piff, play with bricks I keep it up, and they gon find me in a grave or ditch Both my sisters went to college While I'm tryna make a profit off of songs that I ain't drop yet And I know it sounds like non sense But I'll rather that then play with objects in the projects God forbid I die tomorrow, tips is hollow My life taken instead of borrowed Cause every story ain't no fairy tale Don't shoot the messenger I'm just here to carry mail [Outro] Ladies and Gentlemen, This is The Swave Method