this rhyme is based on sum ppl i used 2 b friends wiv b4 ther was trouble:

i cant explain the hatred i got, its like wat Big had 4 'pac//
generations of people jus fukin-fukin me off!!//
but man iv learned a lot since iv grown,stayed home,played rap tunes in my room//
see the only security is my pen ad my pad, i can do wat i wan whether its good or its bad//
iv felt suicidal, phychotic, homicidal, and worse, but ther aint no fuckin way u getin my corpse in that hurst//
coz since birth, no father 1 mamma and a nanna got me through the main shit b faw' ma nan left this earth//
so u say ther name 1 or 3 times, den bitch ul b mine so i can toy wid u//
js like u dun 2 me all that time........