Though

A lot of people - black, white, Mexican

Young or old, fat or skinny

Have a problem being true to theyself

They have a problem looking into the mirror

And looking directly into their own soul

That's the reason I am who I am today

Cause I can look directly in my face and find my soul

I'm old enough to know better

Young enough to not give a f-ck

Rather hold my high and

Die then live and duck

If you're cool being taken down and giving up

Your lifestyle's a blow job

The way you're living sucks

I done felt pain waited but no help came

Went through some crazy

Shit still kept myself sane

You ever been dying of thirst and smelt rain

Ever been told "go to hell"

And felt flames

The water's to your neck and only gets deeper

It's all down hill and it only gets steeper

Gotta get over it be a hurdle leaper

It cost to be the boss it aint get no cheaper

But there's a man above that we all under bro

No bread truck but he work wonders though

After you wake up everything is wonderful

You can overcome anything you undergo

As an artist I'm just tryna paint the perfect picture

But see where tryna wait for

Somebody that's perfect gets you

That usually lead to nothing like virgin kisses

And I be tryna cut surgeon bitches

Dreams of splurging riches

Pretty but curvy misses

Chef to serve the dishes

Driving to swerve the ditches

I'm just another kid on the purple wishes

And the streets is tough

On the verge of viscious

So I sold weed and crack business

That white girl helped a nigga Fergalicious

But getting money bring jealousy

And verbal disses

So when you killin' shit watch out for the murder witness

An old head told me

Let nothing disturb your business

Beef is only good when you

In the burger business

So I chilled but loaded up the steal

Like I wish a nigga would

But I know a nigga will

But for real you loaded up to kill

Cause soon as a nigga

Could the sooner a nigga will

And I don't owe these niggas nothing

Put that in a nigga will