(Verse 1)
So sick of not talking, I'm sick of the loses
Sick of never having cash up in my wallet
I see the plug calling and I'm feeling nauseous
Cause I know in a minute I could have a stash up in my closet
And if I need to I can make it flip
For the very first time up in my life I finally had a grip
But the streets keep calling I hope I don't slip
Cause it would only take a call for me to get a script
Damn, you don't know what I been through
So many times I had a barrel to my temple
So fucking tempted to just pop it like a pimple
With so many problems I just wish the shit was simple
My parents always worked so I hung out on the streets
My roles models all popped pills and smoked weed
And I seen it all when I was only 13
Every time I looked around I seen a mothaf*ckin' dope fiend
This whole town went to shit
Every week another overdosin kid I grew up with
I thought this was supposed to be a good place to raise your kids
But everywhere you look you see somebody f*cked up off some shit
I used to think that I was cool
Gripping a bottle smoking blunts and then skipping school
I'm so fucking sorry for things I put my mama through
Every time I screamed Up in your face I shoulda hugged you
All she wanted was for me to go and graduate
I finally did I seen the tears rollin down her face
The first time I felt normal since 2008
That's the year my pap got sick the next he passed away
On Christmas morning and it fucked me up
To tell the truth I think that's the reason I turned to drugs
Started getting into fights and then acting tough
Acting out to every single person that showed me love
Sometimes I feel like no one understands me
I'm feeling like a black sheep in front of my damn family
My moms disappointed telling me all the things that I can be
A doctor a lawyer but That just don't make me happy
This the life I chose, sometimes I'm feeling high but it's mostly lows
There he goes