i dont want pity but to people im a useless kid
to my dad i alwayz fail so he beatz me in
never been an athlete, never good a sports
never sported a medal or sum fucking nike shortz
in skool i alwayz fail, they i say im dumb frum doin drugz
parentz tell me im fucked up from hangin round with thugz
in crowdz im silent, but inside im violent
need to release the agression of a kid whoz not stylish
alwayz been ghetto,never rich alwayz poor
ditchen math classes to rob local sotres
in my life i've alwayz fail and ive never been proud
so i puff puff pass till im zoned by the cloudz
drugz help me forget the problemz that i have
a drunken mother,barely anyfriendz, and an abusive dad
one day i split, had enuff of dat shit,grabbed a gat and a clip,skool was skipped
i robbed a drug dealer, crime is my only skill
so now i emcee so my dreamz can be fufilled
not poor, nice house, stop bein a criminal
but the voice in my head sendz me thoughtz that are subliminal
while i try to stop this criminal life, focus on music
the voices in my head tell me i will never use it
"u can never make it in the industry,dreamz dont come true
stick to crime, iss da only way to come through"
mayb one day the voices will stop
or i can leave this life once the glock is cocked