[Intro]

You know what that means?

That means we have to go to war with them (Yeah)

(Wanna go to war? Wanna go to war?)

Yeah, yeah

Real Rx (Ayy, fuck you, man)

[Verse]

I don't like to look in the mirror too long

I don't know the nigga who stare back at me

Try not to be but I'm just like my daddy

Rob you and sell crack in the same alley

Momma knew I was a problem when she had me

It ain't my fault I was born this way

Abuela said I was born with thorns on my face

She called me Diablo every other day

Sometimes I be wanting to get away

I never did listen to what other people say

I'm not following shit, I'ma lead the way

I got my brother back on any given day

12 hit the block, I jump the fence, I'ma get away

Paranoid, trafficking on the interstate

I gotta speed to see my P.O. in time

Put my life on the line time after time

You don't know half the shit I been through

I know it's more to come, but I'ma stand tall

Back to back with my fucking dawg

Anything you can name, we done did it all

Baby cuz told me, "Pap, you the one"

He'll never turn his back on me and run

I got it on me, nigga, I ain't going for nothin'

Can't get you? I put a hole in your son

My mind possessed with bad thoughts

Homicides and gruesome killings

Fifty-seven times stabbed a nigga

Tie him to a car, drag the nigga

Slitherman, grab the nigga

Back to back jab a nigga

Auntie on her knees she Kaepernicking

Blind back to back, this shit ridiculous

My momma told me to pray to God

I looked at her and said, "For what?"

I used to, but I gave up

All the times I prayed, he ain't never say nothin'

If my man swinging, ain't no 1-on-1

Neph my brother, like my mother's son

I'm not really that close to my mothers son

Lowkey wish she woulda had another one

I tried to read the Bible when I was in jail, shit hurt my hand so I dropped it

I wanna quit Percs but I can't stop it

I was dead broke and I ain't have an option

I never complained about my situation

I never asked another man for help

Got off my ass and did it myself

I beat a thirty-one with a belt

Neph the real reason I ain't never fail

Never forget loyalty, NFL

Unc hit the work, start callin' for help

In that cell you don't know what I felt

Went to sleep dreamin' 'bout tuna melts

I ain't have no bunkee, I was talking to myself

I beat a nigga and took his radio

Eight months since I heard the radio

My mail slot was dryer than the desert

I ain't get a picture, postcard, or letter

I used to rap to myself everyday

And whoop niggas' ass

It kept me together

These niggas scared to jack crip in jail

I'm crip in the street and in my cell

Ten times been back and forth to Hell

I ain't feel like drivin', let go of the wheel

I sold drugs, I can't leave a will

But I can leave you some grams and a scale

Got a couple licks in my phone for girl

Told Neph I die, take my lick phone

I'm so high, I don't think I'ma get home

Might run off the road and kill myself

Sometimes I wake up, wanna kill myself

How would you feel if I killed myself?

I look in the mirror and wanna shoot myself

My worst enemy is myself

I ain't really worried about nobody else

Up the Glick and do it to myself

I don't sell crack to rap about it

And nigga I don't do it for my health

I do it 'cause I don't really know nothing else

You know how many times they told me I'ma fail?

All alone, I be calling for help

They say my Cousin Tito killed hisself

But I know damn well he ain't kill hisself

Stupid ass bitch got my nigga killed

Don't mind me, I'm just thinking out loud

Letting you know how I feel