Been facing reality coping with my pain aint got much to say i done ran outta breathe asking for help seeing aint nobody there i feel like a lifer who family done gave up dont answer my calls when times get rough im in my cell with a shank don know how to think skip lunch everyday until its chicken day slang birds out the window i was walking round like i was him tho dont need a nigga for shit fuck a bitch all she good for is cleaning cooking and sucking dick i got out of prison and was on my dick all the players told me hit they phone and still aint front me shit they know bout a jhitt ill terrorize da city im really the crunkest in it my dawg dopeboii in heaven i can hear all the cries from that day them bullets flied from all the deaths i seen i swear im tramatized trie to hide to the pain but you can hear it in my music cant you now im putting my heart inti this music just want the money and views housesand clothes