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Started with this music, back in the day.

At the age of fourteen, music helped me.

 

Wouldn't be here if it didn't. But fuck that I'm still kickin' i'm still around

My life is to fucked up, cant put it to words now.

 

 

Life get's shit when you become trapped into the pages of a notebook.

People tend to act like you're overlooked.

People still sayin' I'm gonna be nothin'.

 

I'm tryin' to set up my life, so I can leave my past behind.

But it aint working now is it, it's like I'm stuck in my mind.

 

To all the famous rappers out there you have my deepest respect.

To live with all that drama and stress.

 

Even though my Momma was never my biggest supporter.

She said I was nothin' but a dreamer. Told me to get out of my head.

'Year 10's just round the corner, kid.'

 

 

I am sick of this bullshit, my family are supposed to help me, not say the shit that they said.

My Dad was never ment to hold a gun to my Momma's head.

Shit, that cunt even wanted me dead.

 

Yeah, Mum. Lucky you least got one kid who aint a sped.

 

Kudos to my brother, who manages this shit life everyday.

He had to grow up with a fuck up for a sister anyways.