Product of my environment

Ima product of violence I grew up under violence All my life been violence All my friends died violently All my life I been a product of violence I show no emotion never drop a tear bred to be an Ironman But deep down inside of me I must admit it gets tiring I’m so tired man I lost a lot of my friends to gun violence Untimely I keep my skrap on me I’m done hiding Can’t let em get me I can’t let em leave my mama cryin I’m from the bottom wer ain too much hope I’m from the bottom wer eem kids get hit if it’s smoke Betta keep it on you n better wereva u go