Warrior

Yeah ....no more selfish thoughts no more selfish actions... the smile on my kids faces gives me satisfaction hard times and tough times had me strapped and trappin. When you get locked up/ you think About ... how this happened . Childhood was crazy/ used to think about it daily. Why did my brothers dad hate me,. why didnt moms save me . Nobody stepped up they just let the state) come and take me Even though i was a shorty/ that shit/didnt break me. Times got harder/ success seemed farther but the more shit I went through/ i got so smarter. Until i got locked up / in the pen doing 7 to 10 / fake friends disappeared the got blown in the wind Who i do for the ones that need me Is who i do it for Fuck Fake friends and thier fake love Its always been me who i did it for Who i do it for... Now its just me agasint the world like homeboy /from california Running fades back to back But i aint no barber. Depending on niggaz /never been me didnt even bother Never asked for no handout my pride i couldnt swallow What made me love my oldest son was him/ having no father I seen me in him /him in me We both had no father But on god /thats my son thank you jesus holy father. And thats the same for my youngest son and my 2 daughters