I never thought that my struggles would lbe........ the reason behind this big castaatrophy ....... why cpundt it happen to me. the good life and sum sanity. but for now s same ol story nuthn changes i know living dangerous s so damn contagious. it's spreading in stages now I'm acting out b outrages.cursed for all ages.this book of life is missing some pages. sum data I'm so sick of these streets. other days theres no place I'd rather be. tha street's are calling for me... yea their calling for me. calln for me.. I'm at war with all these legalities docs harrassing me can't smoke drugs without it ending in tragedy. I feel like yellin loud but nothing comes out its not a mystery to figure me out I'm a classic example of wat self destructions about o use to believe in myself now I just doubt ...I threw te towel In the moment ..i decided to make jail my new safe house it mysry at it's best when fate is disrupted by life o death that streets are calling me thiwr calling me I'm breaking weak.. these streets won't set me free I'm not cut out ... to be a punk. not a snitch not fake ass bitch...I'm a real muthfka and that's real mthfka .shit I thought i established wat sets me so far apart.from most .its who had the Biggest heart from the very start..so get gohst.. call me a rare breed indeed I'm what I like to call a hater s greatest failed Master piece. only the strong survive .I don't question God why I'm still alive although I'm tired of living I'm still at peace. wit the pipe I'm just the complicated type. sum days I'm so sick of streets. other days theres no place I'd rather be. tha street's are calling for me... yea their calling for me. calln for me..that streets are calling me thiwr calling me I'm breaking weak.. these streets won't set me free I lost about qrt piece of tha blk magic. I shook my head in disgust at myself n my bad habits. I thirst for the street sweat. i wieght and I bag it a bitch gets a taste of that wieght. and all those around me secretly hate. the streets love me and hate me the streets swallowed me whole and spit half my ass out the streets are calling me.do I surrender to this life or get my ass out. tha streets never broke me down.only memories of what I lost along the way. we're strong enuff to choke me out. u sum days I'm so sick of streets. other days theres no place I'd rather be. tha street's are calling for me... yea their calling for me. calln for me..that streets are calling me thiwr calling me I'm breaking weak.. these streets won't set me free