Don't Look Back Unless It's A Good

God Damn! Drug Dealers Dealin' To The Kiddies, Livin' In The City Ain't No Pity On The Itty-bitty. We Try To Cry, But Still They All Die, I Try To Speak To The Youth, And The Truth Is: They All High.

So Much Pressure In This Life Of Mine, I Cry At Times, I Once Contemplated Suicide And Woulda Tried, But When I Held That Nine, All I Could See Was My Mama's Eyes, No One Knows My Struggle, They Only See The Trouble, Not Knowing It's Hard To Carry On When No One Loves You.

Instead Of Of Being So Metaphorical With The Rhyme, I Was Encouraged To Go Straight At It And Hit It Dead On And Not Waste Time Trying To Cover Things.

Everyday There's More Death, And Plus I'm Doughless. I'm Seeing More Reasons For Me To Proceed With Thieving.

I'm 100 Percent Original, And That's What Got Me Here. My Rap Music Is More Understandable, Slower. It Tells A Story. You Can Write A Book On Each Of My Thoughts.