My life is Pitiful so Dispicable, Spewin hatred like it was Rainin Vomit
My Name Is Honest, I dealt with rocks so big they was Claimin Comet
Seen Explosives & Gats, Knew dirty fighters who used Corissivs In Scraps
Lonely fuckin people with no room mates except the Roaches & Rats
All the Crews That I Messed With, Were broken up or Usually Arrested
So I stayed shallow and chilled with whores who were Brutally Molested
Robbed at gun point, Pulled deals off with morons who were Sorta Clumsy
So I called crime stoppers on partners and pocketed Rewards & Money
Been doin Scams With Children, From this Abandon Buildin
We'd kill ya best friend for 10 Dollars Wheres Ya Man Chillin
In my mindstate I had no problem Stabbin Some Lids
Head...Abdamin or Ribs...Even fucked bitches with more diseases then African Kids

A psychotic druggy...Satans son I was here Pairin wit Evil
I was rarely legal..best friends with a Herion Needle
On drugs.. bouts were classic, No matter who got there ass kicked
Told the police I didnt see anything, Speakin with a tounge full of acid
Only food I ever ate I Took from Shops...or Donuts with Crooked Cops
Feelin like I wanted to kill everytime I Looked at Glocks
Sometimes I Felt so Weird, This sort of Selfish Fear
Had no idea who I'd see.. if I looked myslef in the mirror
I hated to love the streets, I had shades of True Knowldge
Not seein me Pace Through College, Majored in drugs Laced With Shoe Polish
Gotta let people know the truth, Not some punk who's Speech Is Lame
So spend the night on my block if its really the Streets You Claim