my mom was a killa a thug-
doin shit 23 yr old moms,shouldn't be capable of/
when i was just alil baby boy, my mom me and my grandma were leavin chi-town/
becuz the heat was on/
we drove up to a corner-when a rival recongnized and had a strap-on/
he pulled it out-my mom gave a shout-"get down"-i heard the same sound-3 times/
my mom went in reverese and got shot in the head-
he pulled her out-unloaded the clip till he thought she was dead/
then pulled my grandma out-stabbed her in da chest/
he didn't see me cuz - but i thought i was next/
at this time i was 4, and i went to a foster home-
i wished my dad coulda got me out-i wasn't gon' pout/
cuz i knew he was in jail for life-my mom always said he'd get out/
that he had a direct route-but i knew it was lie-
so i would put my pillow on my head and cry-
couldn't anyone get me,couldn't they see what ive been through/
i always wiped away my tears-
my grandpa got me when i was 7,
he was the first face i was happy to see in 3 years/
i was disaponited cuz he couldn't always feed me- he was to poor/
there was never any "more"/just what u had/so i started chillen at humboldt park-i met some of the Latin Kings after dark/
i started to make mad cash by sellin coke-these niggas in the kings wasn't no joke/
at 14 they asked me to join there gang-i said naw ill continue to slang/
at 15 i joined da kings-what i did for them was horrible things/
i started to get locked up all the time-me n some of my boys started to rhyme/
i got to the age of 16-droped out of highschool-thought i was so cool/
got locked up for 2 yrs/i got out at 18-now i was even more mean/i finally just got off house arrest-got knife fight scars all up on my chest/
went to visit my mommas grave at 19-the sadness i had to pave-one of the saddest things ive seen...

this is my life story and its a sad thing to talk about- all of its true...if u dun believe me- FUCK U

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fucka X.L.G nigga..