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The product of Reaganomics

Teen parents, failing on a promise

Try to stay modest, hard to live honest

When it's no dollars and you talking with ebonics

Far from a scholar, bad at job interviews

Can't type a resume, dropped out of high school

Tried to go to night school, kept leaving early

Fucking with this thick freak lightskin shorty

Looking for an answer, only get questions

Like I'm in reverse on a busy intersection

Rolling up [?], close to perfection

Lost in the streets, won't ask for directions

Wanna find corrections, keep doing wrong

Same old song and it don't last long

Tapping out early, submittin' to the streets

But I stay focused, put the words on the beat

But I stay focused, put the words on the beat

I wanna go to heaven, 'cause I'm livin' in hell

My excuse being broke: being in jail

Been broke my whole life and it still ain't fixed

I'ma die tryna get rich

How the fuck you gon' eat, if you can't [?]

Who the fuck gon' feed us? We can't starve

It ain't good over here

You rollin' up purple but it's wood over here

I lay in bed and think, then I shed a couple tears

Know before noon, I be on my third beer

Go to sleep late but I wake up early

Way I live, dawg, prolly won't see thirty

Wrote my first will when I turned 18

Turnt out ever since I served my first fiend

Hot cup of ramen might last me a day

Broke and ain't ate shit since yesterday