dear mama i promise i be there for you in trials in pain i be there for you when them be tripping out on me world fuck me up nigga things turn into hell when they killed ma dad my pride gone down maybe if i join tha hood would be in six feet we was fucked up by are homies lot of niggas in tha street a lot of girls in tha street them all form for me fuck all the strippers and trippers and rippers ain't no fucking nobody be askin' if we hungry them all laughed at me cause was going astray young e be asking for some change them all look down on me cause them all think no use tryna find out the real love but fake ones keep on comin' to me what cruel world them al