oh no ..m yo nigga i wake up in the country side cant keep listening to this fucking homicide. heartbreak , cant even face my girl hennesa can't keep staying in a hood ,full of suicide. told my mama gat to leave for the country side she keep mute and pushed me inside the next day, i rolled up with gangsters in the neighborhood.. pretend to left for school, rolling codeine up in my math book.. started smoking and pulp concaine... never know the wrong path.. will bring me to a fame , mama started to take the blame.. who am i , cant even explain.. maybe a good guy in a trenches... yo am going crazy... cant do shit any more men am going lazy... took alot of drugs to fixed all of this damn pain.. cants differenciate between sun and rain.. oh lord help me save my soul.. if not for my sin save my home... am to Young to die .yeah i know... forgive me if i do shit... cant stay broke trenches will mock me .. aint gonna celebrate me if i cant spennd cash... now am in the midss of rich guys 100000000$ in my bank account. mama surely i made you proud