[Verse 1]
What's worse than trippin is fallin in love
What's worse than falling in love is losing your trust
Loosing some trust is like you were losing yours guts
What's worse than sagging your pants is posin holdin your nuts
That's just the generation proceeding the last
People complaining but they aren't even proceeding in cla**
You go and buy a pair of shoes but your depleting your cash
You say you wana make some money, start proceeding in math
Workin hard, but y'all just sit on your a**
I'm bein hypocritical, it's like I'm sittin on gla**
Writin rhymes and repetition tryna get it to pa**
Since i started from the bottom, I could never finish last
[Verse 2]
This is a story of the hell of my life
Tryna make it to heaven while I'm throwin some dice
Another day, another night
Is this what we live for
You go to school 14 years then you start goin to work
But is it going to work
Or is this going to hurt
I'm tryna reach apon the fame but it's not for the perks
People said I wasn't good enough I started to Kirk
All my friends think I'm different since I started to curse
I just got sick of depression
I started thinking of weapons
I use my mind for oppression
I use this pen for lessons I learn
I use these raps for the rep that I earned
Gla**es of medicine erbs
Pollen for bees and the birds
And a lighter for darkness and herb
Writin the lessons I learned
Mixin components and churn
I just turn my pain to energy
Im tellin tales tryna profit off my memories