look I could tell you that theres better days but would you listen if I told you put the blunts away protect the children they dont need to hear the things you say the shit you spitting cause its filling up they little brains and children listen I remember eating garbage meals and I mean garbage I was wearing dirty clothes to school my shoes was talking had a father that would hit me daily if I was good or bad mother that was never near me cause she was chasing crack water in my cereal donated to the pantry nobody that ever hugged me or loved within the family the streets that became a part of me hustlers that gave me money to stand up on top the roof and scream out when cops was coming but now I stand in the country the air is a little clearer no designer clothes im chasing but fuck it no one is caring I finally found some peace and guarantee you could have cause theres better days ahead when you stop trying to be the baddest