When I Die And They Come For

I Am Society’s Child. This Is How They Made Me And Now I’m Sayin’ What’s On My Mind And They Don’t Want That. This Is What You Made Me, America.

And Every Breath I Breathe Untill The Moment I'm Deceased. Will Be Another Moment Ballin' As A 'g'.

My Life Is In Denial. And When I Die, Baptized In Eternal Fire, I'll Shed Many Tears.

Did You Hear About The Rose That Grew From A Crack In The Concrete? Proving Nature's Laws Wrong, It Learned To Walk Without Having Feet. Funny, It Seems To By Keeping It's Dreams; It Learned To Breathe Fresh Air. Long Live The Rose That Grew From Concrete When No One Else Even Cared.

The People Made Me From The Littlest Crack Head To The Biggest Baller So If I Am Bad Its Because Of The Bay And If I Am Good Its Because Of The Bay