i need a blessing grab my smith and wesson hit the block and start stretchin my sack and fenessin yo pack trying to get chepeer posted n the cut like the grim reaper fool moon in the qmiddle of the day big bad wolves do what i say dont let em see they next birthday take em on his 1 st day boost the murder rate feet tied in block drop him by at the dock dogeing 25 but still watchin the clock tick tock like hickery dickery dot i been fli0pin alot feom a 3.5 to a oz flippin more than the beal street flippers hit ya bitch in my gucci slippers service no good i wont tip her uur game lame and u fake im gun play along use my self as bait they sing along to the pain they love it life like a mary go round whole life been airin it out ok getting into charhter now feelings sealed tight lie tyson i will fight but wont bite ya will trll ya if i dont like got my own shoe not tryin fir in urs they say i got big feet in the game but just notice i take a knife cut my head open tak my brin put it on the floor and try to figure out my motive i look at lockon my cell and tata on my skin lookin back on all did iwas lost just a kid produxt of my hood it is what it is hard when u come from this a place where dady not there or momy fuckin for a high an kids die in driv e bys i cry when i seen a baby lined in chalk make me not wana talk thnk god i can walk brethe blessed just to be hungry the hunger and pain make me grind sleeping in bandos so cold was so alone no one arond when i came up they swear they was there if u stay in hell give u heaven prech the game ima revren and im bout to make history gun wish yall was blind but i dont wana see u miss this shit guess all the love I show wouldn't enough I'm not wishing them bad I just pray for they kids i just kno they dont wana see me up love when im stuck in the hood but ima make it out lord know my heart and i got so much love to giveand