Gettin High, Livin' Everday, Like I'm Gonna

Picture Me Inside The Misery Of Poverty, No Man Alive Has Ever Witnessed Struggles Ive Survived, Praying Hard For Better Days Promised To Hold On Me And My Dogs Aint Have A Choice But To Hold On.

That's What I Am, America's Nightmare. I Am What You Made Me, The Hate And Evil That You Gave Me.

I'm Tired Of Being A Nice Guy, I've Been Poor All My Life, But Don't Know Quite Why.

All I'm Trying To Do Is Survive And Make Good Out Of The Dirty, Nasty, Unbelievable Lifestyle That They Gave Me.

I Feel Like Black Jesus Got His Hands On Me And Guides Me Through Life To Put Me Where I'm Supposed To Be.