| I’m a victim of this evil world | 
| My close homie started fucken with my old girl | 
| And I’ve been dealing with drama, I never thought i’d see | 
| I’m tryna make it to heaven | 
| But I know gods not inviting me | 
| I’m tryna be optimistic and learn | 
| Wise words every time I speak | 
| It’s hard to trust, even the words coming from | 
| A priest | 
| Suicidal thoughts lost, now I’m on a mission. | 
| Voices in my head | 
| Asking god «what's the right religion | 
| Am I fucken with the wrong, or the | 
| Right bitches?» | 
| The principal of life: Homie you could die | 
| Snitchin' | 
| Indicted all my homies for the white business | 
| I’m talking coke | 
| Now they looking at a life sentence | 
| I’m in the dark in my cold room, stuck | 
| With the fact | 
| That you won’t be coming home soon | 
| That you won’t be coming | 
| Home soon | 
| Commissary three smokes, and a colt too | 
| I heard that god keeps looking for me | 
| I hope you find me lord | 
| I heard that god keeps looking for me | 
| I hope you find me lord | 
| I close my eyes and put my headphones on | 
| Knowing that the worlds gonna to judge me | 
| Everybody sins all day | 
| But it’s funny how the world wants to judge me | 
| I seen the best fade away | 
| Lay sprayed from the kay | 
| Some say «Hate burns» | 
| Fuck funerals today. | 
| I’m a bastard with mistakes | 
| Hustlin' for stakes | 
| Baby momma hates my guts | 
| But my son knows I’m great | 
| Heaven here me | 
| See I don’t see things clearly | 
| I wanna put in work, thinkin the enemies will fear me | 
| Jealous lies | 
| Kilogram pies, ballin' out | 
| Asking for forgiveness, but the lord knows I’m fallin' out | 
| You hear me calling out | 
| Angel city knows about | 
| Villaraigosa’s plans, just to take me and the homies out | 
| It’s got me knocking on heavens door | 
| And I ain’t trusting no one homie, we ain’t ever met before | 
| This ain’t simple | 
| The fame aims change souls | 
| Slow your roll | 
| Love ain’t on a strippers pole. | 
| They call lust the devils candy, on a lonely night | 
| My life changed once I took the name Kryptonite. |