Originally Posted by Narc-Uzi

Born on March 5th 1989 My Moms so happy she begin to Cry
Had an older Brother by my Side Im just so glad to be Alive
My childhood went fast and such so i cant remember Much
When i turned Eleven it was the first time i rolled a dutch
Had to get high cuz in the bronx there alot of Peer Pressure
Moms had to work 2 jobs just to put 2 shirts in my Dresser
Never had a father to help out but my moms raised me Well
I hate my father so i hope his ass fucking burns in of Hell
I became thirteen and my life became unbelivable Hard
Family was still close but i had my childhood Torn Apart
At this age when i heard gunshots and seen a man dying
I was trying to be tough but of course i began Crying
My brother already on the corner Hustling N getting Doe
I was about to turn 14 and it was my turn to get my GO
My bro had 2 blunts got caught N arrested for 2 Months
My future in the corner got put on hold so for me no Funds
I was 15 and went to my first day in high school it was Hot
When i went home I found out that we jjust got Robbed
It seems like somebody had climed in thru my fire Escape
My moms crying all day so how much more can she Take
And for Gods Sake why did we have all our shit Stolen
Crime began calling but i was controlling my own Fate
So on the Date of sptember 6th we moved down South
In a great place called florida were all its always good Out
Florida is heaven compared to The Bronx no im not Kidding
Cause now im proud to say that im happy the way im Living