i feel like spitt'n sumt'n tru......like da way i feel or sumt'n.......nawmwan?.....check it....

half puerto-rican half cuban..though my skin is light//
couldn't find myself.....like a lil child lost at night,fill'd wit fright//
gett'n shot or stabb'd...fo everyone is a nightmare//
groups of three.. or nine peeps,cuz dawgz don't fight fair//
sumtimes i wanna snap..go ahead call me a wanna b black//
why can't whites rap..i've changed,tak'n no mo crap//
parole and therapists?..dat ain't da life i chose//
a gift from god..giv'n to me,to see if i wuz able to contain and hold//
heard my grandmotha wuz dead..like da cold, i froze//
all ova da place fist'n da walls..los'n control//
but in peeps eyes..i wuz bruce willis,play'n my role//
now i'ma b who i am..los'n track of myself, wuz neva plann'd//
sumtimes, i wanna drown myself..like da dude in stan//(eminems song)
i'm no longa a kid..still a son, but now known to b a man//
a child who wuz lost..now has to turn his lif around,like a clock on da palm of his hand//
but i ain't gunna do dat.. i'll leave it da way it is//
can't jus let it pass..and act like it wuz plann'd to neva exist//
now i'm goin on to high-school...try'n to cop hot outfits//
i am myself,sergio cabrera..wit hot written all ova da couches//
don't like me den FUQQ U..but u'll learn to like my $tyle//
i'ma b me..even if i have to go back to bein dat lost child//