I’m 2nd guessin questions I should ask but I want them answered
Stess in the back of my mind all the time, growin like a cancer
Plaster my pain on everything I touch
I waz raised 2 get blazed n bust
I’m losin sleep over wat people do 2 me
N I’m havin dreams of people shootin me
Should I pray 4 my safety or let god take me
I don’t kno anymore, I’m just goin crazy
All my homiez r so easy 2 turn they back on me
So why do I think they would never pull a mack on me?
I’m only 16 but quickly getting used 2 the game
Watch 4 cops n keep the glock cocked, all 4 the street fame