[Kenny Buttons]

Lay your head, no worries

Time will come

Life is a gamble, playing what it dealt though

I been down plenty but I’m up and stay ready ain’t much I can’t handle

Devil on my ass he keep trying to suck me up, take my life

God done pulled me from the depths of this hell too many times

[Cambatta]

Around the age of 5 was the very last time

I looked my father in the eyes before the nigga bounced

I was 'bout 6 when I seen my momma get her wig split

By some nigga she let in the house

I was 7 when I learned my first lesson 'bout sexing

From the magazine collection underneath the couch

I was 8 when I learned about base

It was Christmas I was looking for my presents and I found an ounce

I was 9 when I shot my first 9 in the backyard with my uncle John

Them was good times

I was 10 when I lost my best friend to a stray bullet

That I heard was fired out that same 9

11 when I learned about Heaven from the reverend

When he told me that was where my homie probably was

I was 12 when I learned about Hell

Momma wasn't doing well, whole fam on a lot of drugs

13 I was smoking so much weed, I was basically a fiend

I was high as fuck everyday

14 I was on the sports team

But I quit it 'cause I knew I wasn't going to the NBA

15 got pussy for the first time

And getting more pussy's only thing up on a nigga mind

16 started writing 16's niggas said I spit mean

Bitches love it when a nigga rhyme

17 I ain't graduate but a nigga needed money

I was on the corner trying to slang trees

18 graduated to the base fiends

Now I'm on to big money and great things

New whip on 18's, new chick, my chain swing

Caught up in the gang thing, trying to make my name ring

Even put a mask on, I let that AK ring

By the age of 19 I'm in sitting in that state bing

Sing

[Kenny Buttons]

Lay your head, no worries

Time will come

Those who’ve sinned against you

Soon will fall

[Cambatta]

I ain't get released til I was 21

Turned me to a monster I am no longer my mother's son

By the age of 22 I had my first child I ain't raising

Now my mother got another son

I was 23 when my uncle called me

And told me that my father died, but I ain't cry

24 I was sniffing so much caine, I was smoking so much dust

All I thought about was homicide

25 I was sitting in the ER

I caught a shot from the kid that I robbed when I was 18

26 got addicted to the pills that the doctor gave me

I was struggling to stay clean

27 learned my lesson, I was back inside corrections

But I think it was a blessing in disguise though

Turned Christian for a second, then Islamic, met the brethren

But I had a lot of questions on my mind though

That religion couldn't answer started reading every book that I could find

I'm getting smarter as my time goes

I was getting so much wiser, I could feel my soul is rising

I can finally look myself in the eyes though

Finally got paroled at 31

Trying to make connections with my son but he don't know me

He remind me of the old me when my father left me lonely

So I started as his homie

Schooled him to the lessons life showed me hoping later he'll console me

When he see me as a man and not a phoney

32 I turned a new leaf

My new queen pregnant she 32 weeks

My son is living with me and his mother we speak

I helped her get off drugs, clean 32 weeks

Started up a program for the brothers in the streets

It's an outreach, free them with the knowledge we teach

Turning water into Henny

Everybody at the table getting bread and we eat

When they see you as a king

Just be aware of all the envy and the jealousy it brings

Especially your team, it's usually the one that comes in second

That develops a deceptive way of being

Left hand man he set me up

Went and talked to the forces and wet me up

Finally they murdered me at 33

Nigga Christ you heard of me