(natural high)
why am i having to go through this bull shit in life?
all i wanna do is live succeed and be able to sleep at night
no need to fight, thats all i wanted but instead im hated
im sick of looking at my body n seeing were the slugs penetrated
everyday my life keeps esculating to a worse level
they aint no god, we must be controlled by the devil
my moms got beat and raped by pops, my boys got popped
and on top of that i watched my cuz wen his heart stopped
then i got shot, everyday my heart feels shattered n broken
i allways think my life could better but im sick of hopin'
so to relax my mind i had to take drugs but still i faced shit
my head n jaw hurts cause everyday of my life, hate hits
when i see thugs, a gat gets put in my face n i get jacked
try standing my ground, but regret it when i get smacked
cause in the hood, damn aint nobody that give a fuck
look were we stay...how can you say in god we trust?

(concept)
've been through it all, hate, drugs, & poverty
but what bothers me is how God throws it all on top of me
this monotony, awkwardly managed to have found me
and surrounded me, but not anyone around me
these fake guys lived straight lives but at the same time-
I hit bottom & wanted to hang myself with a grape vine
so I take time to enlighten me, think of this life of me
askin God what I did wrong, and what he would've liked from me
& I get impatient, bakin till I'm wasted
with a deuce deuce to the dome, waitin for re-incarnation
hatin the episodes God put me through too
but I'd rather be hard, then some goody two shoes
so I boot foos that had it better than me, thinkin their better than me
you'll never believe the damage I've done medic-ally
God must be fed up with me, but maybe he aint
its not my fault my life has made me this way