[Intro: DJ Tag and Producer Tag]:
DJ $crim!
This a $crim beat!

[Verse 1: K. Gotti]
Lost in the struggle, streets made for the hustle
Born, raised for destruction and I'll tear you like a muscle
I'm above you like the numbers tattooed in the rubber
[?]
I throw some water at my face and ask the lord for help
I'm staring at this stranger in the mirror tryna see myself
Constantly on me knees begging "please free my soul from hell"
My back against the wall [?]
Help me through my fears and dry these tears to keep me free from [?]
I'm blinded by trauma [?] I think my time is next
[?] close my eyes and spite this life I left
Examine lost romances tryna [?]

[Verse 2: K. Gotti]
With every breath that I take and every step that I make
I wish that I could replace the day took you away
Remember [?] keep your word and your faith
[?] the same and everyday I pray I can see you again
Reminiscing on the days we used to smoke except drink
Rehearsing and giving prays is what we did on Sunday
And now I sit alone and thank god for the road that we paved
Never again will I remain free from these feeling$ of pain
I wipe the blood from my eyes and take my last breath
Will I survive or will I die this is my last test
Icy cold sweats, knots in my chest, and now my vision wet
Can I repent before the end and be an asset
I'm damaged filled with panic [?] now my [?] but until you stressed and feel depressed you'll never comprehend the rest
Damaged filled with panic [?] now my [?] but until you stressed and feel depressed you'll never comprehend the rest