| This is for everybody out there… whoever fucked up their life
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| Or had someone close do it for 'em
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| My 3-year-old son says he wants to go to mommy’s
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| It’s heartbreaking, she’s been doing dope and roxies
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| I know it’s too much for him to understand
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| That she let drugs get the upper hand, fucking up his plans
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| I know he loves her but I don’t trust her
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| Enough to leave him alone in a home with his own mother
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| Oh brother, it’s bad enough my child support is turning
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| Into powder on the counter she’s about to snort
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| Now I’m out in court fighting over custody
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| Luckily, the judge can see it’s all about my son for me
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| Well luckily, they agreed, handed me the orders
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| Same court I dropped 12 G’s in to see my daughter
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| A lot’s happened since she moved away in '05
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| Her spiteful ass mom, homie believes her own lies
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| Her jealous husband calls my cell like I’ma tell my cousins
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| Out in Yonkers cuz where you live got me really buggin'
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| Detect the sarcasm, I don’t even bark at 'em but if I think
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| About the situation then my heart spasms
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| My daughter probably thinks her father doesn’t care, 'cuz I wasn’t there,
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| and it seems like her brother’s taking up her share
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| Plus I’m here with this good girl, she’s so great
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| She lies to me saying, «Baby it’ll be okay!»
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| There’s no way it’s okay I spent the whole day stressin' 'cuz my son’s sick,
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| and I can’t afford to co-pay
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| This is how my thoughts move and collide to live with the shit I do to survive
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| Moving through all the rumors and lies, I’m just trying to find the truth in
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| disguise
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| Folks say I should keep the faith, believe in god, but
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| God doesn’t answer when I’m praying for a decent job
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| It’s even harder watching people make a killin' while I stood by
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| A good guy, forced to play the villian
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| They say the way I’m feelin' actually defines you, plus the way you persevere
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| is why they get behind you
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| Rumor has it Babygrande wants to sign you, that’s crazy
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| Chuck’s a shady fuck, you’ve being lied to
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| I was forced to take my Viper deal and re-work it, 'cuz me losing an old friend
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| to business didn’t seem worth it
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| From the outside looking in, it seems perfect, when in fact, rap
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| Made my life a three-ring circus
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| Like I said I got a new girl, who leads her life responsibly
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| Her philosophy’s that it’ll be 'aight
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| Somehow I feel the need to fight, scream and hipe
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| Probably because I think I’m the piece of shit that I treat her like
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| I need advice, call tabs, weave 'em tight, Jesus Christ
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| I hope he calls back before I fall flat
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| And Sean snaps, 'cuz he don’t get enough sleep, it seems
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| Attention runs deep and eats at him like lunch meat
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| Leading him to believe the end is complete, and his
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| Heart breaks, and doesn’t mean he keeps the tempo up beat
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| It just means that unleash a beast is left to unleash
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| A shootin' spree, 'cuz as you see, it’s been a rough week
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| This is how my thoughts move and collide to live with the shit I do to survive
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| Moving through all the rumors and lies, I’m just trying to find the truth in
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| disguise |