I remember When I was locked up in November Tryin not to lose my temper U curved me like a fender Had to post up like a center Missin my family members Tryin not to let it get under my skin like a splinter Seein my niggas Copy me like a printer Heart cold as the winter With no ice I realized In the dark u see the light Then Baby mama died Often Hauntin me at night praying save me Jesus Christ Whats the purpose of my hurting Maybe I did u dirty Lately lines r getting blurry I get up early to get my money right What's the hurry Baby girl I know they thirsty Ain't it crazy how the tables turning Outta spite