tell me what do you know, bout being on block , serving this drop. have to consily look over your shoulder to not get caught by boys in blue. tel mel what would you do. what do you know, bout live in your car, cause your life's so fucked up an bizarre.have you ever ate food from dumpster, cause your stomachs in knots.what bout second guessing everything you do ,cause you real have no clue. tell me what do know, bout being the outsider,.never had friends teal my pockets was filled with Cash.now they sit here an help me smoke my blunts to ash.i really need put this shit in past. what do you know, bout being in pen.sitting on your bunk facing ten.it seems like evryone wants be your freind, but its just me to end.