I been on my own since I sixteen i only sold dope twice but that chronic I was selling dreams I seen so much shit it'll probably make felony scream nightmares I had of bad attention searching for revenge's I wanted to pickup a gun and shoot I was looking but it wasn't my attentions hanging with the wrong crowd bitches and niggas is fake I love my momma but when she put me out it seems like she didn't love me back there's father out there I haven't seen I a long time baby momma going crazy and my favorite cousin tried to get me killed she changed she dropping dimes her brother wouldn't shake my hand My brother would laugh at me when I got bullied that's why some of my days seems muggy I walk around in hoodie the only love I could get was from God look where they put I wanted to go from this world but I'm still here that's God's blessing . for some years it's been hunting and tunting me