I'm conditioned to the rain I fought so many years for you to tell me I'm the same I loaded up this glock with every shot you flew my way she used to be my sanity but now I contemplate this rapping was my fantasy that got me threw the pain broken branches on the family tree just made me walk waya but I got alot to say you can rake the leaves and hide the story's they contain just to wake up in the morning an find them right back where they laid life's just like a circus full of tricks they always fake a image they rehurce to look a special way that's some shit I can't relate I work hard for what I claim every bar runs threw my brain I won't let you get the best me while planning my escape this was feeling like my destiny my daughter's everything when I held her in my arms I knew everything would change so we looking at the starts an letting God lead the way baby let God lead the way but I'm conditioned to the rain you can stab me in the back and throw some dirt up on my name you can beat me to the ground and watch me walk another day I won't give up from the hate I'll just live up to my name an let the actions motivate an watch the traders fade away that's some day to day...