Sometimes I'm wrapped ito my tough suit 'cuz there's a lot of things to get out off my chest. I feel like i'm drowning in a pool of stress and I’m feeling like I ain't got that much time left. Sometimes I dream about death but doesn't everybody? That's what I tell myself at night so I can fall asleep. It's like I dug another ditch but this one's too deep and the rope's dangling from the top but I’m too lazy to reach. It might be easier for me to see the rights from the wrongs if it wasn't fuked up enough to open my eyes. My thoughts creepin' thru the window.
At sunrise a bullet flies thru the air with no name on it. The same bullet took my homeboy's life. I prayed to god that my friend will live that night but he died and since then I ain't be living right.
Waking up in a cold sweat filled my body with subs. Nightmare's of shootouts keeping me awake. Don't be amazed when you see me with a 38. I'm all alone with a dozen's heat. It's all loaded-in war all i see is guns exploding. I've got an itch in my trigger finger and i can't hold it, all loaded. Pull it but knowing I can't stop the pain with a single bullet. A young thug trying to make it to see 21. A difficult task, not everyone can get it done.
Looking for a better way, struggling to make it thru the night. Starring at my AK dreaming of a better day. I'm in the shade trying to step over into the light. My back's up against the wall now so cold, pull up my knife and start busting just like I was thought.
Everyday it gets worse it will never change. Little kids dying daily stuck in the game. I'm at the point of no return can you please help me. I'm only trying to put some food in my belly. You've got me mest up homie look again. 16 years old and burying my friends so what did you expect to hear in these present years. Now adays no one knows any other ways. There's another way for you to do it but that method don't work now do it? Prepare for the funeral of a juvenile. No one expected the truth to come from a youth. Everyday somebody dies but nobody cries.
