Straight back to the old me take your wallet and your car keys. Leave you sitting on a side street with your feelings heart your motherfucking bitch ass beat. People say I’ve never been the same since that little mother fucker died. And I had to claim it. Thought it was a game. But really couldn’t aim. Ended up laying there with a bullet in fucking brain. It really is a shame. Thought you was a thug but you was a lame. You took the hard way and look what you became. And I carry all the blame. But you try me and I’ll do it all the same. People think I’m insane cause I’m married to motherfucking lick game. I be sleeping like a baby cause it’s all theSame. It’s Easy to talk a big game. But the real mother fuckers know it. It don’t mean shit till you’ve had to show it. You got to figure it out young that where I’m from your either gonna be a victim or the one with the ducking gun. So to the mothers that have lost sons. I’m sorry if his life’s lost ti the gun. But when it’s all said and done. I’m gonna still be alive with the rising sun.