its so hard to live a street life i see my Nakas tryna get their aims right everyday is money to satisfy my tummy I had to be productive in everything I do, daily shoe mending, weed dealing, street selling, are activities that some people are good at Now Im a human being, I had to do what's best I can't feed through photosynthesis need money for my living ain't skilled at rapping but I gotta try follow my heart don't know where I'll end up as long as Im doing what I supposed to do I'm just listening to the biting of my heart coz I know for sure that if my future's dark it will be my lamp it will be my seal I'll survive this battle like Hansel and Gretel yah My End is when I'm in the coffin