brought up in poverty never thought i see the light but it shined so bright so i went down the part with the most light got to wear my suit and tie parents got old so i had to say good bye see these niggas on the street yh they tryna make it by im trying to make p so ill have a good life soon ill be drowning in my own ice he got caught slipping so i had to do him twice counting my racks like im counting grains of rice lets take it back to where i had no life i was scared seeing my parents with their knifes it got to the point where i was running around like blind mice met my day1 se in yr5 yh we get inyo loads of fights and im not saying we like the craigs running down the streets giving off energy like the plauge bun a zoot to get the shit off my mind didn't see the poit in life i must be blind rip juice ill see u in another world niggas chatting shit yh they gonna get curled she got whipped and i aint talking bout the blavk thing that goes round your weiste yh u see my bois bunning all this haze too much of this lifestyle got dtuck up in my own ways yh i hope i make it to the place seeing the light with the face in see my past life yh its gone in the bin people dont know what they talking about its jarin i need to take his keys see people flying around like bees yh these mice are adicted to cheese beggers jump to person to person like fleas i need to go outside i need to feel this breeze my boi got locked up i was on my knees begging please i need to be free so i sat down and poured myself a tea going outside i can feel all this heat i struggle to cope cus ive anxiety yh this world is fucked all thanks to society we need to eat more green stop killing the animals we need to live in peace people are so nieeve it makes me crease it all started when i was lass then 1 min old speaking bout my past i had to unfold never thought id see the light see the girl about a hundred stories high i guess u can call me a knight with out the armor soon if i make it far ill be a performer chopping all these crops th u can call me a farmer dont give a fuck about drama niggas trynna stick it on me next min u see them on the floor u could say its karma kissing on ya gal she sing to me like an opera imma spread this flow in ya face aint nothing like flora tryna find a sweet one i adore her