(Verse 1) So sick of not talking, I'm sick of the loses Sick of never having cash up in my wallet I see the plug calling and I'm feeling nauseous Cause I know in a minute I could have a stash up in my closet And if I need to I can make it flip For the very first time up in my life I finally had a grip But the streets keep calling I hope I don't slip Cause it would only take a call for me to get a script Damn, you don't know what I been through So many times I had a barrel to my temple So f**ing tempted to just pop it like a pimple With so many problems I just wish the sh** was simple My parents always worked so I hung out on the streets My roles models all popped pills and smoked weed And I seen it all when I was only 13 Every time I looked around I seen a mothaf*ckin' dope fiend This whole town went to sh** Every week another overdosin kid I grew up with I thought this was supposed to be a good place to raise your kids But everywhere you look you see somebody f*cked up off some sh** I used to think that I was cool Gripping a bottle smoking blunts and then skipping school I'm so f**ing sorry for things I put my mama through Every time I screamed Up in your face I shoulda hugged you All she wanted was for me to go and graduate I finally did I seen the tears rollin down her face The first time I felt normal since 2008 That's the year my pap got sick the next he pa**ed away On Christmas morning and it f**ed me up To tell the truth I think that's the reason I turned to d** Started getting into fights and then acting tough Acting out to every single person that showed me love Sometimes I feel like no one understands me I'm feeling like a black sheep in front of my damn family My moms disappointed telling me all the things that I can be A doctor a lawyer but That just don't make me happy This the life I chose, sometimes I'm feeling high but it's mostly lows There he goes