Verse 1

I was raised by my mom, she always had a struggle

My life consists of pain, & lies, its been a couple

I never wake up smilin', my heart is always sad

Grandma is gone now, Fuck life, I'm so mad

Look around, see the pain, this is what I've always had

Tyson tries to help out, Ya know, RJ does & Chad

I'm sick of people dyin', but it's like I'd like to join

No kids from me, this world? They won't join

I'm just a Conscience, so shit, listen up

Grab that Bible, just as I'm gettin up

Satan's watching me, he knows my every weakness

I throw em off my shoulders, I relieve the nights that are sleepness

And look, Dad's comin' in my life now. But why now?

But still, that's my dad, fuck with em, I frown

Days go by, I don't speak, I'm insecure

I'm just this childish nigga, people say I'm immature

But I don't understand

Somebody hold my hand

Growin up with 6 siblings, Daddy won't claim one

But if you look at him & her, you'd think they were the same one

Yeah

Verse 2

My brother Kyran is almost ten, boy that nigga gettin' big

I won't sign these silly niggas, mad they can't get a gig

Fresh Money is my life, my heart my everything

Jesus Christ is like really the only King

My Grandma is my friend, without her I'd die

I just want Silence, because I'm about to cry

My mom acts as if she doesn't give a fuck about me

Little does she know, she ain't shit without me

I used to sit back, listen to my parents fight

I know some shit about my Dad, I give that nigga fright

I love my Uncle Mike

I love Mara too. Ha! Bitch sike

Yeah, & in 3rd grade, I was badly bullied

I read the Bible, I try to get the message clearly

And I get so mad, all my little siblings fear me

I think I need a damn Therapist

And to the system, I'm irrelevant

Uh, Fresh Money is Children who rap to escape life

My sisters dad just went to prison, for robbin' with a Knife

So she needs a father figure, I guess I'll take the Role

But just understand, the world is so cold

Yeah

Verse 3

Look, 3 verses, & I've explained all this shit

This a life story, fuck gettin' a hit

Breezy was the nigga, but he decided to split

Uh, I cry because of Anger of gettin disrespected

I got a sis named Arien, by Dad she gets neglected

I'm sorry little baby sister

My knees has so many blisters

And God gave me forgiveness

I'm leavin' my Mark, make sure you witness

But look, Ima tall nigga 5'7 with the crooked teeth

I say all this shit, so you can't judge me

I'm 15, still talkin' to imaginaries

I'm not Suicidal, crazy I am, very

Uh.....