[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