sometimes i be straight up sitting here wonderin& steady, steady,thinkin two my self,with All the stupid things that i have said& done up in this here ghetto,ghetto, life of mines,i often wonder is this here life that i straight up live end,is nothen but A straight up illusion of my mind illusion of my mind straight up fixing on paper straight up fiction on paper, just to be written down on two tablet s of life and death&life life& death,this is the way that I feel my life keep on turning out steady in the hustle and Grind steady,steady, survive up in this game,so again im just sitting here looking out this here great big window ask ing myself is A real fuckin chance for me two straight up ask MR.father time two reachout with his oldASS hands and rewind back this here hour-glass clock for me up in this ghetto, ghetto, street, street,game,so i can straight up bounce,bounce, back from that is A fuckin chance that i can straight up bounce back from this here ghetto, ghetto, life that im straight up living end,im just wondering can i bounce back from All the evil & and good things that i did two straight up make it end this game,out here on these ghetto,ghetto streets,or i often wonder is it finally two fuckin late for me out here in this here ghetto, ghetto, street game,so im just straight up sitting here steady,steady, watch MR.father time hands up of his fuckin hour-glass clock steady,steady,tickin Away with All these fuckin minutes,hours,and seconds, steady,steady, been passin me on back every day of my life up in this here muthafuckin ghetto, ghetto, street game,so im just straight up sitting here with All these fuckin ghetto, ghetto,tears up in my eyes,often wonderin if it A fuckin real fuckin chance that i can ever fuckin bounce back from this,is it A possible chance that i can straight up bounce back from this fuckin ghetto, ghetto,life that i live,is it Another fuckin chance for me other then this ghetto, ghetto, street life that i live end,bounce back, bounce back,bounce back,up in this here fuckin street game, Chicago's six is it A fuckin chance for me two beable two fuckin bounce back,is it Another fuckin way for me two beable two comeup out of this here ghetto, ghetto,trap that this here ghetto, ghetto, street life have straight up made for me,i often wonder,i often wonder why that i just can't fuckin bounce back,bounce back from All this here trouble that keeps on plague & bother me up end this here ghetto, ghetto, street game,All that i straight up wanna two do up in this here ghetto ghetto,life of mines,is two beable two bounce back,bounce back, inorder two leave this here ghetto,ghetto, life of mines so,so, far away that just can't seem two fuckin see it in my fuckin rearview mirror as i straight up burn rubber up in this here ghetto, ghetto,ride of mines,as i straight up peel off up under the fuckin ghetto, ghetto,moonlight ,tryin two leave All my troubles and woes behind me as i start over up under better life unfolding A brand new day up under this here ghetto, ghetto, sunlight,All that i wanna straight up do us beable MR. fuckin father time is bounce back in Another place in A fuckin different fuckin time zone,some place where i can restart my life A new with different faces and different attitudes, around smilin faces and better understanding of how this here life that live end is really, really, suppose two be,with better love,and with better joy then i been living end up this here ghetto, ghetto, sun....i just wanna straight up bounce back,bounce back from where my life first started from with All,All,the good,good,times and straight up wash away all these bad& bitter times that i keep on,keep on thinkin of up in my life, Chicago's six, Chicago's six what do you wanna do is straight up bounce back,beable two fuckin bounce back,up in another time zone.....up in another fuckin time zone...other then where im right at now,can i ever beable two bounce back up end this here ghetto, ghetto, street game.......