I try to, sit back and relax up in this cold world

But I'm focused on money & fucking pretty girls

My mother struggling working hours for fucking pennies

And I'm just failing in school, the lord should fucking kill me

See mama spent her last on a nigga

And I'm the reason why she really wasting plenty figures

While mama working and going broke for my education

I'm just chillin, fucking bitches with no hesitation

Picture that, ya mother thinking that her son is doing right

He went away to school & left the hood for a better life

But in reality, your still the same

You left the hood, but the hood in you will never change

That's real shit, like messages on a Sunday morning

You know the pastor speaking facts if his people mourning

That's why they quick to throw tides up in the nigga plate

They believe that he would never lie to they face

But little do they know...

Contemplating on cheating on me...

Knowing that I hate the thought of another nigga

Inside of them walls, where many, of my unborns made it

I love her, so to me, her pussy sacred

But see Nicole a different breed, from ya average chick with double d's

She 4'11 with an attitude & thing for weave

Her, mother is sick and struggling everyday to breathe

This is something on her conscience...

Plus I'm fucking up and watching other bitches, please

I'm barely acting like the man that I use to be...

I call you beautiful, we argue, then I call you bitch...

...it's crazy

Flirting with ya friends, when you be avoiding mine

I feel bad that I told ya Philly joint she fine...

Even tho I didn't cheat, I think that I deserved...

That little dose of that shit I learned march 3rd

When I confronted you...

Living in sin..

I'm so ungracious

But to understand why the fuck I am this way...

You would need a, spaceship

Cause my mind is out this world

Some other shit, I can't explain

The view is tinted on my window pane

No man is perfect, I'm working on being more than Dunna

No "you remind me of ya father" cause I barely knew him

So you compare me to a ghost, cause they share the same value

He shares the blood of his child too...

But he ain't give a fuck, so I shouldn't give a fuck

It's all for self, others feelings is left in a nut

That I prolly busted in some random skeet...

Mouth, of course, I got enough unborns as we speak

But I apologize to everyone I treated wrong

The list is long, I couldn't fit y'all all in one song

I'm looking back upon my past, asking is this me

Im turning into something that I said I wouldn't be

But I can't fucking help it...