Aye these lyrics I create aren't a fairytale, It's a real life story I lived and experienced, A life I can't say I'm proud of but it made me into who I am today, And I have the Lord to thank for that, I'm still breathing, still standing tall, Now Im not making these songs to become rich and famous, But rather send a message and hope to help the next alcoholic who still suffers this music can bring you to your knees, its a way to manage my grief, without reaching for the bottle, fucking on these hoes just to forget about em tomorrow, the homies I'd meet would greet me with a shake and a pound, but when i got locked down they was never around, but if forgive em though, no grudges against, it wasnt them or the judges that threw me into the mix, i wouldnt know what i know now had i not lived the way that i did, how many times more than id like to count, id rather not reminise, but for the sake of the music, this the way its been, Gun shots and sirens, stabs wounds and violence, yeah became a product of my environment, Ndns drinking and getting high n shit, Laid up in the county jail, months at a time, family worried i may not make it one last time, so i reach for the blunt, till the rooms all