[Intro]
[Verse 1: Internal Definition]
In the beginning, Robert modeled a great kid
Attended school daily and his best is what he did
He wasn't perfect but he always tried his hardest
Mostly in his music, because he wanted to be an artist
He loved hip-hop and wanted to rhyme the hardest
Freestyles or written, he was down to rhyme regardless
And people started to noticed Robert wearing bigger clothes
Acting like tall tees were the only style he owned
His parents were with it, figured it was simply just a phase
Robert started writing with his hopes of radio play
But his life was too nice for the rap music they played
He never lived in the hood, he needed something to change
Then he figured out the only way that he could seem real
If he was someone's connect, so Robert started to deal
Now Robert spends sleepless nights out workin these streets
And no one had a clue Robert really wasn't asleep
[Hook]
Now Robert's out here workin this block
Thinkin he's a G because now he's got guap
Selling all his weed and know he wants rocks
Never realizing the problems these streets got
Dodging police, trying not to get caught
Hiding all his grams up in a tube sock
Twenty-Four Seven Robert settin up shop
Never realizing the problems these streets got
[Vers2: Internal Definition]
Now Robert's known, for these secretes that he held
Rumors started up about the drugs in which he dealt
Wishing I could say there was a reason why he felt
That drug dealing was the best option that he's dealt
Gun under his belt, in case they tried to rob him
His homies got word and they wanted to go and stop him
But Robert's hard headed, he's a fein for the grind
His homies said it's a crime, but he's willing to do the time
His raps are falling off cuz he's makin the time to deal
He's losing all of his friends like it's no big deal
And he says he keeps it real, but inside Robert's struggling
Parent's see a change and Robert he keeps them wondering
What happened to that young boy that they once had
Traded his whole life from some bricks and some dime bags
Still Roberts spends sleepless nights out working these streets
His parent's realizing he really wasn't asleep
[Hook]
Now Robert's out here workin this block
Dude came from behind and Robert got shocked
Thought he wanted money that's in his tube socks
Finally realizing the problems these streets got
Robert pops back and now this dude's shot
Thought he had a knife, he just wanted some rocks
Gotta dump the body, tryin not to get caught
Now he's realizing the problems these streets got
[Verse 3: Internal Definition]
Oh shit, now what's Robert gonna do
Should he go and just dump the body or go and confess the truth
He thinks he's so stupid, why'd I act so fast
I could've pulled out my gat and just pretended to react
But what's done is done and Robert's stuck with his decision
What is Robert to do, he's too scared to go to prison
How will he tell his parents, they'll see it in his appearance
He knows they'll see through him like he has transparents
And to make matters worse, the dude that Robert just shot
Family's gang affiliated, who's coming ready or not
Robert still deciding whether or not to tell his father
But his father seems distant, why should he even bother
He wonders how he could ever be a good father
After dumping the body of the man he just slaughtered
He shuts down his mind, gets ready to go to sleep
The victims family members are rolling down Robert's street
[Hook 3]
I wonder what Robert's dreaming about
When windows rolled down and machine guns out
Bullets started flying all through his house
Scared by the bullet that ended his mother's shout
Robert got up after bullets had stopped
Both his mom and dad were laying there shot
Robert took the Glock to his temple and shot
Now he realizes the problems these streets got