Yes sir I been under pressure And the way I feel Any day I'm bound to break Pull that pound and gester Yes sir Yes sir Ur wildest dreams can't measure To nightmares and the day terrors That's reaccured since my birth No sir Wut worse Is my father told me I'm cursed And all the drama he's caused Is only gonna trickle down to my spawn But wait its gets worst I'm the kin of k**ers and jerks Kin of Dope addicts and alcoholics sh** I been drinkin since 12 Night train 40 I was born to thug it I kno Can't live wit out it I'm the living product Of struggle, muscle,hustle My pain My hope Is to make it outta this hole And I'm almost reachin my goal To leave a lil something Malcolm can own Get grown Get grown