Put a gat to my head and expode my brain
Trying to live and maintain
But im living through pain
Got mood swang
Daddy calls me insane
Probably thinks
Ima cut myself with a switch blade
Never a clown I don’t try to entertain
Just trying to let my lyrics stick to your membrane
No change
Still living in pain
and bmore is where I remain
no money cause i came
from poverty,
cops watching me,
cause they said i fucked up some bodies property
momma said if i wanted to do something aint no stopping me
but if i do anything with my life do it properly
Music is a art to me like pottery
This wasn’t the life I chose this was the life I was given
Niggas sinning real emotions are hidden
Im not trying to be the best im just tryin to be the realist
Im the illist
Fuck any nigga that don’t feel it