Dont matter where u from but where u at
Always movn forward cant go back
No food or clothes on my back
More than once we been thru hell and back
There's always more than that
There's so much more than that
1987
I became a blesson
U can ask the reverend
My life was 2nd guess and
Will I lives the question
Only time will tell
God knows all and he wont fail
So I'm light me up this L
Grandma never really like the smell
Said boy you going right to hell
Yea I know I prolly am
But i still got a couple grams
Mom on drugs and uncle too
What the f*ck I'm suppost to do
Who the hell do I look up to
Nothing but dopebois at my school
Lunch box we kept a plastic tool
We ain't even have no change for food
Welfare ain't send checks this month
Everybody wit me got free lunch
Everybody wit me rode the bus
Everybody wit me smoked and cused
Bad as hell we ain't care
Everybody got held back that year
Food stamps came we bout to feast
Cereal, snacks, a bunch of meats
Bologna fried taste so great
Season it rite taste like steak
Dont come over u ain't ate
Cus yo food gotta come of my plate
And I even really doing great
Tv and bed sittn on crates
But it motivated me to make shyt shake
No longer could I sit back and wait
Had to go figure a way out
See change comen any down now
Do yo part cant wait round
Yo ten toes betta stay down
Even though I know u fed up
Plz baby keep yo head up
Dont u eva eva give up
Even when u fall and slip up
Remeber u will never fail
Unless u give up then rite there