Its crazy, i think i was dropped to much as a baby...
Cuz even if my ma was a 'memory card' she couldnt save me...
Maybe, if you listen you will know the life i live...
Im only 16 will i make it to have a wife and kids?...
I wish for a day i sit and stare down a loaded barrel...
Think bout how my life been nothing but coated peril...
How would you feel if in yo life there wasnt a father figure...
Erase all memory and thoughts..why even bother pictures...
I dont wanna be like him but i still seem to possess traits...
The paths i choose in life..its hard for me to suppress fates...
It was never placed in-me..but some how i confess hate...
My money is food,but somehow i cant seem to progress weight...
Almost lost my mother to steel..when she was grounded by collosion...
Life? Seems like all i think about is my eyes closed like im grounded by vision...
Now i feel like Mase cuz sooon my life will be founded my religion...
Thats the surrounded decision of death and life ive been pounded to this living...
Grippin-this-pain, i wish i could get rid of this anger like slittin-my-veins...
Switch the words its like my brain trippin either way im slippin-the-same...
Nigga im moving-this-weight righ path or not im choosing-my-fate...
Have ya blood-oozing-like-paint,my money false & crooked but im proving its straight...
Delusion-i-see, been hooked to I.V.s ICU,illusions-i-might-be...
Chasing facing facts today like seclusion-just-bites-me...
Growing up not having a pops-or-nothing watch a friend get hit by the cops-who-fronting...
Im stoppin for nothing,same niggas today think the glock-make-u-tuff-kid?...
Never had to be the one hoppin-n-cuffin, my ma supported my missions...
While my dad never gave me gifts..Bia.. aborted-my-wishes...

R.I.P.
To my Nigga *J-Rizzle*........