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Story of my life written as an adolescent,

Baby blue socks bumpin' Biggie and Pac,

Sippy cup filled - liquor on the counter,

Found a way around my genes like I worked out,

I'm glad that it worked out,

I heard 'bout - Sammy - but couldn't comprehend it,

10 months old - 'God's real' is what I've been told,

Damn,

How that nigga take a little girl's breath - 'fore she walk her first steps?

Gettin' pecked by the kiss of death,

Yeah,

I wish I was made the sacrifice,

They sell my life short but my soul ain't ever had a price,

The mass percent always chasin' after dollar signs - like a keyboard,

But me?

I'm just me,

I was raised to be evil,

I feel it within,

Through my lungs,

Through my veins,

From my folk to my kin,

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mama loves her drugs - alcohol and percocets,

I wanna run the game - but is it really worth the steps?

Is it worth the death - of relations in my family?

Fallen leaves off my family trees,

Breeze blow like a prostitute - lose 'em when the wind arrive,

Cold blood in my eyes,

Dangerous like a winter drive,

I'm addicted - I be drivin' to my enterprise,

I'm an author - words are deep - I make the pencil dive -

6 feet,

I've never been the one to talk of death,

Lines are like caskets - throw it down and watch it walk in depth,

Come and walk a step - the first I'll probably see you fall,

Overshadow you - the advantages of bein' tall,

Disadvantages of bein' black -

As if I only lay a verse just to see it crack,

I'm not the type to live in radio's - no stereo type,

I'm the type to give you advice - prepare you for life,

Through my trials and tribulations I was takin' a path -

Miscalculated - I never focused on math,