Life is full of struggles lemme get back to the basics/ of a stone cold killer no need for all that race shit/ gotta win this fuckin race/ camp town races sing this song/ on my knees praying wtf did I do wrong/ I see the truth for what it is/ light on the other side/ running for my life can never seek I gotta hide/ from my motgerfuckin demons that I’m facing gotta maintain/ in n out of jail never hear my fuckin name/ inmate this and inmate that where the fuck my inmate at/ I’m an ex con who chose to face his fickin wrath/ hustle in the streets fast cheese all for me/ til the day I drop in the motherfuckin streets/ telling all my goons the struggles real I gotta eat put that paper on my plate/ gotta feed: my kids and fam I’m never late when that rent is due best believe that bitch get paid then it’s right back to trappin 223 disintegrate