My Story
26 yeah but I’ve got the story of an old man,
10 years from now,
it’s my story being told and,
Y’all won’t forget how I lived,
I’m real strong and bold yeah,
I’m not saying my life is hectic like being shot at on a daily basis,
But I spit to remind you that I’m family of the bitch who wants me erased yew,
I live with that shit day to day,
I catch shit from all y’all,
don’t front what you say to me,
You do you and just let me breathe,
I’m a kid just trying being me,
I hate when you people trying get in my way,
Then you start talking so I just block what you’re saying,
Breathing down my neck is the cousin of death,
I’m not talking about sleep because it doesn’t have breath,
I speak of the devil because he chases me and tries to put me to rest,
I say ‘No homie’ and steer clear of the meth,
I steer clear of the shit that’ll rip up my lungs,
I’m doing me out here,
not drugs or anything along,
The same lines as those things to me those are wrong,
Call on me to play a role well yeah boy I’ll fill the shoes up,
Call on me to step off the bench then you’ll know it’s we who’s up,
I feel like a veteran here,
surrounded by my brethren here,
I got to throng of tight people,
I call them my peers,