You can't take it wit cha, no love, no lust No one, no gun, no cap to bust All the things in life you've ever had Get zipped and locked  up in the body bag struggling young May preach with brazen tongue Everyday is a struggle I'm just trying and make my hustle Double up for da rap game And  i tryin to escape from this reality but the reality hit me 3 times harder then i can ever imagen.. Anyway i still pop my thing and these haterz they always gonna hate  so i let  them hate cuz  it wont change me or break me And  i pop pills for my pain and it make me gone for hour by hour and   i fuckin love it  and i know that everything has   reason after reason thats how it is once you dance with da devil always dance with da devil.. i been doing it for way too long and i am getting tierd of it but i let  my heart race on and on cuz i know in the end i will look up and say thx for the Lesson