Yo when i was lil my motha always told me to stay away form alcohol and drugs//
i didn't listen to her so i became a thug//
I never ment to go lighting houses on fire//
Tha was only my friends desire//
I say please sir ill pay for the repaires//
it ends up it was the maror//
I spent 3 months in jail//
untill my pop's paid the bail//
I said i wont do that crap//
but i lied when i said that//
I got booted out the house//
like i was a fucking nuscence of a mouse//
Its 3 am i walk the streets//
I get nothin but beats//
I now sleep in cold wet sheets//
A met a person//
all she was doin was cursin//
I tapped it twice//
like white rice//
I straighten out my life by the year 2007//
hopin i still got a chance to make it to heaven//
I confess my sins//
Hopin my privet paradox has a grin ...........//
Peace.....

Yo peeps tell me what u think bout my rhyming of "lifes worste "07"