ima mop the floor wit this one Growing up I was a lil tyke Didn't toughen up till my first fight lil hommies from my hood knocked me me to the ground Beat me up punched n kicked Till I made no sound dont remember much after that though blacked out left me knocked bleedin on the ground cold can't forget how it started though after school kenwick Park shootin hoops all the hommies know jus a lil tike chilling on my bike, custom built low rider you know tht shit was tight Mafucka was so clean lawn mowin money eary weekend parts shipped to my crib from lowrider magazine lil hommie approached I didn't know. said lemme ride I laughed an said he'll no before I knew what was what no time to react his boy had my hands pined to my back an the one who asked had full freedom to start kickin my ass