Survival

Verse 1:

Came a Chicago crack child

Tillman made the city wild

Momma could be gone for days

In a west side maze on heroin highway

They said the east was the best I did it my way

I came on my 2 wheeler

Who knew I would become the new dealer

Became the same guys that sold to my momma

I came up in my hood and started more drama

Who would've known it would bring more commas

Made enough for a trip to the Bahamas

Bought my sister new pajamas

I told them one day I would be a kingpin

I let that sink in in my fantasy kingdom

Their was no need for war it was all peace

The complete opposite of my cities streets

My mom drove me to suburban schools

In the streets they was suburban fools

Tried to get me a good education

Cuz she didn't want me to have a hood education

I had no salvation as the hood Caucasian

The drugs gave a nice vibration that came with much temptation

That brought complications to my admirations

 

Verse 2:

All I wanted was a real bed to sleep in

A window that stayed shut so bullets couldn't creep in

I kept my head low through days and nights

Kids where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

We from the ghettos of Chicago

I went to bed thinking of no tomorrow

Semi autos busting giving us all sorrow

My best friend died 2 houses away

It was my fault i'm to blame

Wasn't there for him I was at a sports game

In a city 45 minutes away

Damn why am I still here today

I should be dead right next to him

I should've texted him see if he's ok

Maybe then he'd still be here today

Fuck me and fuck the life i'm living

They say God is forgiving

I'll believe it when I stop existing

Don't say i'm tripping if in an instant i'll stop breathing