ill story
 

yo im ready 2 get on my knees n- squees da tool//
blow my own brains out untill i- bleed a pool//
my life is worthless pointless and- meanin-less//
i kno da way im talkin got yall sayin he cant be- meanin -dis//
but u can bet ya ass cheeks dat im -meaning- it//
came so close to death its like no1 even -gives a fuk//
i cant deal wit dis shyt no more fuk dis im- given up//
dis life dis fukin life of mine its like my own -mom hates meh//
so i hustle onda streets doin mad crimes waitin 4 -god 2 take meh//
wen she herd i might get shot she sed -who cares//
wen ppl see me walkin onda street dey label meh n give meh -rude stares//
i cant take it bein known as sum lil fukin hood wit- no life//
to much street beef buh my ass gets in trouble wen i- hold knives//
i been hustlein 4 years still didnt- make it ona grind//
chea i got nuff cash buh i still got- paper on my mind//
like 50 cent ima -get rich or die tryin//
seein how my life is fuked up now i wanna -get hit im not lieyin//
do sum fuked up shyt like no pay a debt -get six n ima die smilein//
ima be happy dat my pointless -life was took//
got a mad stare on my face i cant even make a -rightchaus look//
i kno my strong side aint sellin norcotics or even gettin a -diploma//
got a fuked up life no education growin up i was -a loner//
da only nigga i would break down for is my homeboy -ma bro//
wit out dat nigga i dun think i would eva make it in dis world- alone//
i'd probly die a week afta him but i guess its for da best//
ima keep makein move sti'll da day i get a bullet threw my chest//
at night deres sum fuked up shyt i -think about//
so i sit at da end of my bed just 2 -think it out//
like will i be 4gived by god for all da fuked up -shyt i did//
or will he turn his bak on me n say its not my fault yur a-idiot//
but 2 be honest i dun give a fuk if i go 2 heaven -or hell//
i wont get to meet my father agen but fukit -oh well//
wen my paps died i was sad cuz i didnt -kno him dat well//
wen i got olda i wanted revange on da nigga who was-blowin dem shells//
put him on his fukin knees n straight -blow him 2 hell//
make him fall in his own brains onda -flo wen he fell//
i kno errbody readin dis shyt sayin omg dis kids -fuked up//
well wut chu expect i hadda trife life all ppl say is -tuff luck//
i neva had -much love//all i had was go 2 hells -frum my mama//
so many times i thought bout runnin away -frum da drama//
but u cant always run frum ya problems u-gotta- face it//
i prayed everyday neva came good so i thought- god was racist//
im sorry bout all my- actions n all my sins//
sorry i hadda turn my- bak on all my frends//
or atleast dats wut i considered dem 2 be b4 dey pulled a double- cross//
n wen i came 2 da park u meet em i ended up takein double- shots//
chea i survived buh i lost all hope for life i was ready 4 death//
it broke my heart dat all my ppl were ready 2 see me take my very last breath//
my own bullet 2 my brain is da- key 2 my life//
i lost all trust lost all knowledge lost all care for da- meanin of life//