when i was yonger 3x i was depressed it not my falt i was so fucked up in the head it led to my down fall she played with my heart like it was a doll i felt so small my mom and dad did everything in their power to rais me right but then i sarted getting in to alot of fights and trouble then i started to stumble like a football playa i had a fumble i started to smoke and drink and then i started to think about writing on paper with inc like a broken down car i went clink clink clink when i was younga i felt cold like i was in a tundra then i had to move i didn't get see my brothas so i went unda then i got some more brotha and i claped back like thunda but i was so scared i was like stone but even though i had my brothas i felt so alone i was known as the class clown but deep down i had a big ass frown i just wanted to drown i knew this wasn't no call of duty but it felt like a warzone then i got me a hony a lil booboo thang then she left me for another dude i was like damn most these hoes is fake then i started to think damn that was a mistake man i had all except for the fame and money and that car earlier it stared stall man this shit is so funny people act like they care even some of them would push down the stairs and then stab me with a knife later in my life untill then i was fine i got a different girl to call mine but she was a ho but i was over with it its my time to shine