Grew up down on East Slippery Rock Street Biggest part of my life i wish i could just fuckin delete Was sick and tired so i started jottin my life down on beats Every day is just a repeat, parents leave the house to cheat Ridin round town in my old rust bucket Illegally as can be but fuck it Up in Petrolia mud hole jumpin Upchurch blarin in the back, we bumpin Got no insurance, no registration Got no inspection either, hoppin up in that piece of shit with no hesitation Nobody got me, nobody can be Me not givin a damn whatchu call me 18 year professional of being put down by my family Wonderin why nobody can get along, livin together happily Tension constantly in the air, live life day by day saddily Im cryin, i feel like im dyin Feels like ill never get out but im tryin Done with the hipocracy and the lyin Done with the bitchin and moanin and whinin Hillbilly can't be beat, and I got my Bros on my 6 and my 9 and my 3 Better watch your back, I'm comin, I finna be Reelin you niggas, no catch and release People in life only real when they need you But stab in the back when they see they can't use you And then when they see they can't even amuse you They hop on they phone and then try to accuse you Sick and fuckin tired Sick and fuckin tired Sick and fuckin tired Sick and fuckin tired Sick and fuckin tired of the dumbass shit Good life, I could only really imagine "Mommy and Daddy won't answer the phone and I really don't know when the heck they'll home" "Why" "I don't freakin know" "Dad's prolly busy and mom is a hoe" Momma comes home about 2 in the morning When all of her kids already fuckin snoring We read to the little ones bedtime stories And i ask where they went and they just ignore me Household? More like a fucking council How many more motherfucking rounds this Livingroom is the battleground, the Place where all the chaos surrounds Brain absorbin in all of the stress Just the way that my life is i guess Constantly drownin in all of this mess For a period of time I thought I was possessed Mama was cheatin on Dad, i was pissed Mad as hell, sittin and thinkin about it clenchin my fists Didn't wanna it end it like this If you ain't helpin ya self I got no help to give Cruisin on my own road Place you fuckers won't go Turn this shit slow-mo You be thinkin oh no This is my life Things i decide To make my mind Time go rewind