some people call me a loser but what the fucks the definition/
it's probably someone who doesn't drive an expedition/
I'm pretty certain it's someone who goes to college and laughs/
calling me a broke ass but you daddy paid for your class/
I'm sure he paid for those books and even chipped in for gas/
I bet he even bribed the teacher to make sure that you pass/
I see ya driving by in the new Range with them new rims/
talking on ya mobile pushing the pettle with them new Timbs/
I could get you jacked for free but I'm taking donations/
you can catch me spittin fire down at Everett bus stations/
sitting patiently waiting for the 6 to come/
you spit then run/ BITCH
you don't want these fists to come/
you see I'm not mad at you I'm just pissed at the world/
I lost my job and this dick is talking shit to my girl/
not to mention I'm flat broke/
the only green I have will eventualy be rolled up and turned into smoke/
now will I let it provoke and loke my mind to get deperate/
and do the shit I used to do but now I keep seperate/
damn it's getting hectick and I need me a drink/
reached under the sink, grabed the first thing swig then I think/
I thought I had it locked down but it was gone in a blink/
time to relieon instinct I feel I'm now on the brink/
to break the vicious cycle of pain, frustration, & hate/
replace it with love, 100 big faces, & fate/
took a break to sedate & damn near smoked me an 8th/
then got my ass off my shoulders cause I'm to paniced to wait/
Took a step down the wrong path can I take a step back/
I learned my lesson to stop stressing and slanging the crack/
they say don't live in the past but It's always gonna haunt ya/
Life's a bitch and then you die nothing will change untill ya wanna/


forget about flippin that O and coppin that ice/
Just a dime bag of weed and some Hen would be nice/
Ya see I live a lifestyle where a nickle's some bling/
and ya rep is something more than them rocks in your ring/