| Barely raised by my dysfunctional fam |
| Here I stand as a dysfunctional man |
| Quick-tempered, short-fused, and pissed at God |
| Demons pullin at my soul 'til it’s ripped apart |
| Secret’s out momma that fire I started it |
| Fuck the fireman logic of the closet by the wire shit |
| What’s positive about a father that bust nuts then wussed up |
| And a momma that don’t show her son enough love |
| Shit, that’s why I run from my first son |
| And force these chickenhead bitches to get abortions |
| I married the game, my mistress is fame |
| My girl Packed her clothes, she said she know I ain’t gon' change |
| Go insane in a world evil as ours |
| I done shot at houses, people and cars |
| The deeper the scars, the worst is the history |
| God you ain’t gotta forgive me, just don’t forget me, you hear me? |
| Lord forgive me, for I’ve sinned |
| Over and over again just to stay, on top |
| I recall memories, filled, with sin |
| Over and over again. and again |
| And most importantly I’m tryin to support my seeds |
| Can’t seem to get away from them courtin fees |
| Embroidery, on my hood across my heart disorderly |
| Breakin in houses of people who ain’t got more than me |
| Accordingly, I move in error |
| Gotta face the fact though I can’t fool this mirror |
| Neglected my daughter and tryin to blame on how I was brought up |
| like I’m a product of this environment, why ain’t I shot up? |
| Got up today like «Why you let me breathe again?» |
| And with each breath I feel death is creepin in |
| Thinkin sinners are winners and I’ma finish last |
| My pen and pad record my life as each minute pass |
| Passin minutes, I shook sin and shook drugs |
| I did right by you but still you took Bugz |
| Then caught me in adultery, fought me |
| for not knowin through the dark streets you walked me, talked to me |
| It’s the bliss that’s a rush so rush my wrists in the cuffs |
| It’s like a fight for yo' attention and love |
| Speakin of Bugz, give me a hint from above |
| If he not you know I wanna be sent when I’m done |
| Kid outta wedlock so my lady’s frontin |
| I love Em, cause he gave me somethin |
| A positive anything is better than a negative nothin |
| I was on the edge of death ready to jump in |
| It’s hard when you can’t find love anywhere |
| And just because the reverend listen, don’t mean he care |
| Pops on crack with a sufferin past |
| I dream in black and white, the world color me bad |
| Other than sad, painful and stress |
| Life is good with the webs that, tangle with death |
| Control the border, control the school |
| I have sinned amongst men and my soul is yours, yours |