What Doesn't Kill Me Just Makes Me

Will I, Succeed, Paranoid From The Weed And Hocus Pocus, Try To Focus But I Can't See.

My Cellmate's Raped On The Norm, And Passed Around The Dorm, You Can Hear His Asshole Getting Torn.

Recollect Your Thoughts Don't Get Caught Up In The Mix ,cause The Media Is Full Of Dirty Tricks.

They Wanna Censor Me, They Ratha See Me In A Cell, Livin' In Hell, With Only A Few Of Us To Live To Tell.

Everybody Against Me. Why? Why Me? I Have Not Brought Violence To You. I Have Not Brought Thug Life To America. I Didn't Create Thug Life. I Diagnosed It.