Damn, they wanna label me a menace
That's what they all say, soon i grew tired of this
And i can't do it anymore, i'm tired of always not being first
They're gonna grow up and be just like the rest of the sheep in the world
You in the basement, i'm on the roof again
21 years of age, being strapped with a m-4
Count your baby daddy’s now, 2 and a possible
Tired of the pain tired of the struggle
Im tired of being the third wheel
But ain't gonna be no stress in here
I've been waiting for somebody to pick up my stroll
I'm so tired of this i could blow, fire in the hole
Whenever i got a rhyme and feel lonely
And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see
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