pops was just tryna make a living thats a giving but the type of life he was living deaths the mission and u cant avoid it leaving a void with a kid who looked up to u to know how to make the right choices hang with the wrong crowd way too many voices tryna convince him to get into the same bullshit apple not gonna fall far and land right into your shit the elephant in the room is your example noway to dwarf it following ur steps thinking he know how to man up follow the same plan but thinking he not gonna end up just like u do it to spite you because deep down he never really liked you always leaving his mom to be on the streets but there was food on the table paid electric and the cable make sure our upbringing was stable but that lifestyle enabled u to show ya best the way thru nothing left to say to a nigga that wanna play fool a paid fool in full we see whats more important because eventually it stopped and mama held up your end pulled over by the cops trunk got drugs galore and thats not where it stopped found traces in ur urin mama tore in-between getting u out and providing u try to remind her of old times when yaw was riding u said its to death and she said inside i been dying and with this lil bit of life left im not spending it crying over u lying its time to break the cycle I'll miss u but for our son thats something i can fight thru the streets give and it take thats what u gave your life to and now its here to take and i don't want our son to end up just like you she told him u have the right to live ya life the way you have hope your happy with being another story behind the glass you paved ya path nigga