to being I have to go through where I've been, what made me this way what got me on my grind what I had to do to fight a life of crime but I cant rhyme back at that start I was troubled and tormented, no dad so I had to rumble but all I did was stumble on the wrong path took a wrong turn and got lost in the woods, how the fuck did I get here why am I so misunderstood raised by a woman who worked to hard, didn't have the time to see what I was turning in to, one day I ran away what the fuck can I say I was desperate for the attention found the drugs and the pain went away for a day